It’s the great Charlie, Pumpkin Brown
The world is a strange place to a dyslexic. Or is it? Maybe that’s how the world really is and all the rest of y’all are the strange ones. Didja ever think about that? If someone advises you to “stop and smell the roses” go to the neighborhood bar and make it Four Roses that you’re smelling and soon you’ll be looking at the world through rose colored glasses that are half full, mostly. In the old days when they made silent movies did someone yell, “quiet on the set!”? If it’s “early to bed and... Sign in to see full entry.