Not with Willie Nelson, with the Southern Indiana Writers.
Oh, and by the way, I heard some lowing. (Sing it with me: “The poor baby wakes”) Okay, that’ll do. ANYWAY, I looked out the front door and saw these visitors in front of my mother’s house. Charlie says they knocked things over in the garden and cut up the turf with their hooves. Cruddy no-good jd’s with their leather jackets.
WRITING PROMPT: Who would you like to go on a road trip with?
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Jane
December 11, 2011 at 1:46amDefinitely with Joe. Heh.