I remember old banana
When the spring was newly coiled
I remember all the attributes
In which he was embroiled
I remember his Toyota
And his Volvo and his Saab
I remember quite distinctly
His escaping from the mob
Did he run a chop shop?
"Say it ain't so, Joe."
Peter, i could see why you'd think that
Joe, I could say it ain't so, but it counts only if "Joes" say it
"make it so"
I don't know nothin' and if I did I wouldn't say nothin'
I got a flickering of Shoeless Joe Jackson in the interchange...maybe why I don't wear white socks.
...depends on which mob, I guess.
Peter, they have his shoes in Cooperstown: [denver.bizjournals.com] />
Joe, it's probably the Luccheses anyway
Thanks, Johnny, I've see em in my last trip to Cooperstown...beautiful place for a cup of coffee...I used to be a crazy.
Beautiful area...haven't been there since 1975 though
I still am a 'crazy' although with all the steroids and cheating of late, not as nuts as I used to be. Pity.
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Baseball players used to look normal, it was one of the few sports where they looked like we did.....but with steroids, not true anymore
...which was why I stopped watching foo'ball ten or twenty years ago: aliens with injuries and diminished chances of having kids...thanks to the farmasuitical industry.
"When the spring was newly coiled" what original use of
language. It could be a car's suspension coiled and ready
as a metaphor of the season or it could just be straight up
memory of a guy when spring was ready to bust loose. Loved
the word plaiy Johnny. I always escaped the mob in spring also.
I guess we want our sweat to smell like fresh blooms. easy