No, those aren't the words that come right after "Shux, this truck can jump that ditch -- here, hold my beer ..."
It's what we Christian men need to do.
It's what we Christian men need to do.
The Way the Wind Blows
Real Change
Tiptoe
Separated at Birth
Wind Over Dry Bones
The Wind Bag
The old fart was once a squirt.
The Air of My Ways
- Bob
- Texas, United States
- I'm carbon-based. (As are my wife and our three sons -- the cat has gone inorganic on us.)
Wind of Change
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