Topic: GRANNIT AND COWBOYS HANG EM HIGH SALOON #2 | |
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*wanders in*
I smelled coffee.... |
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<<<< IS TRYING TO GET DRESSED FOR WORK,DRINK COFFEE,SMOKE A CIG,AND TYPE ON COMP AT SAME TIME....YOU CAN SEE WHICH ONE IS WINNING,,
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here ya go fate.. nice hot cup of java
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() mornin fate ![]() |
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It's another tequila sunrise
Starin' slowly 'cross the sky, said goodbye He was just a hired hand Workin' on the dreams he planned to try The days go by Ev'ry night when the sun goes down Just another lonely boy in town And she's out runnin' 'round She wasn't just another woman And I couldn't keep from comin' on It's been so long Oh, and it's a hollow feelin' when It comes down to dealin' friends It never ends Take another shot of courage Wonder why the right words never come You just get numb It's another tequila sunrise,this old world still looks the same, Another frame, mm... Good Morning Yall ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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<----doesnt smoke in the house..
and isnt drinkin coffee.. so i'm trying to get me and a 2 year old dressed and type on the computer.. and now we are both dressed in less than 15 minutes |
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~tips hat~
hey cowboy, Dana, Peachie ![]() ![]() |
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WASSUP BOB......MORNING BRO
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((((((((((((cripto)))))))))))))
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hey kris ..how goes it
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anyone need anything from walmarts while i'm gone
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mornen all
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OK FOR ALL IN HERE NOW IF YOU HAVENT HAD THE CHANCE YET ...PLEASE COME VISIT THE NEW RANCH AND STEAKHOUSE...I WILL BE AT WORK SO EITHER MY COWGIRL OR HOPEFULLEY DUNGON MY CARETAKER WILL SHOW YOU AROUND...JOB OPENINGS AVAILABL...IF APPLYING SEND ME AN EMAIL AND I WILL BE DOING INTERVIEWS WHEN I GET HOME TONIGHT....
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mornin caam
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<---going to the store in about 20 minutes.. wont be here for a few hours.. to show anyone anything
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my little helper there can be a supplier and sell this place wild game for the menu
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<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Gags again |
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Well we grew up down by the railroad tracks
Shootin' b.b.'s at old beer cans Chokin' on the smoke from a lucky strike Somebody lifted off of his old man We were football flunkies Southern rock junkies Crankin' up the stereo Singin' loud and proud to gimme three steps Simple Man, and Curtis Lowe We were good you know We got some discount knowledge at the junior college Where we majored in beer and girls It was all real funny 'til we ran out of money And they threw us out into the world Yeah the kids that thought they'd run this town Ain't runnin' much of anything We're just lovin' and laughin' And bustin' our asses And we call it all livin' the dream [Chorus] These are my people This is where I come from We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some It ain't always pretty But it's real That's the way we were made Wouldn't have it any other way These are my people Well we take it all week on the chin with a grin Till we make it to a Friday night And it's church league softball holler 'bout a bad call Preacher breakin' up the fight Then later on at the green light tavern Well everybody's gatherin' as friends And the beer is pourin' till Monday mornin' Where we start all over again [Chorus] We fall down and we get up We walk proud and we talk tough We got heart and we got nerve Even if we are a bit disturbed <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Is good. I need a mic for my pc Dana. How are yall this friday morning? |
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SOUNDS GOOD CAAM AND GOODMORNING.. JUST LEAVE ME LIST OF YOUR PRODUCT WHEN YOU HAVE IT IN MY EMAIL...
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