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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
4 comments:
Heh. I have a couple of Despair's tee shirts, but even though this one makes me laugh... I wouldn't wear it.
It's a sad statement isn't it?
Of course I'm waiting for the Tata to come to America. I always wanted to drive a sardine can.
Love it!
We might as well laugh, right? Good one.
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