D oncha got a clue who I am, occifer?
I were this big ‘fore you was grass-high to a knee-hopper
S o howzabout a little respect where it’s due, huh?
A skin’ a worl’-famous
P ersonage to move on like he were just a
P iece of … ain’t no word of a lie, on the TV
E very single day of the week I were
A t one time … twice on Tuesdays!
R ing your grandma. She’ll remember.
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(To be read in a French accent): Ah, yes. I remember eet well.
Zank heaven, for leetle girls … oh, sorry, wrong song! 🙂
I see the chip paper in the gutter.
Haha, I insist mine are wrapped in a quality newspaper …
Tbh, tryin not to remember my grandma. 😛
Me neither, the smell of lavender still makes me feel queasy … 😀
We are surrounded by lavender… front and back yard! But no grandmother. The bees and butterflies are abuzz, happy and busy however. Maybe there are some grandmothers among them. And our 15 minutes of fame… Damn, where did they go! Make way old people, there’s a new generation biting the bit. But then again, I’ve seen a few new generations in my time. –Curt
Your picture of bucolic bliss cheers me mightily, Curt, ample consolation for my failure to hit the big time. Could be worse. At least we’re not famous for being famous and wondering how to keep the ball rolling …
Maybe it will hit yet, David! 🙂
Haha, Curt, if it does let’s hope it’s not for the wrong reasons!
Laughing. There is famous and infamous. Sometimes it is hard to tell the difference. Both, it seems, can bring wealth and power. I remember reading that there is no such thing as bad publicity. Sad, but often true. –Curt
Haha, old enough to remember when public figures aspired to be role-models! Though some of them might have been pretending …
Peggy and I were talking about that this morning. Some still do. I think Obama did, and succeeded, even thought the right wing radio hosts did everything they could to undermine him. –Curt
Indeed, the sort that might agree with the UK’s Margaret Thatcher when she claimed there was no such thing as society …