Walk this way...
Way out west where the sun goes down, we went into a little town and what do you know, it wasn’t big enough for the both of us. We asked where a bigger town was and were told it “was a fur piece.” How did they know I was wearing a rug? Why does a guy who drives a Ford Diesel pickup that you can walk under with an eleven gallon hat wear spurs? Maybe because they go “jingle jangle jingle”. Which makes me wonder, when they write an advertisement for bells, are those jingle jingles? That seems to... Sign in to see full entry.