We twa hae run about the braes,And pou'd the gowans fine,
But we've wander'd monie a weary fit,
Sin auld lang syne.
Now, gie* me that banana.
*[sic]
(Lyrics to "Auld Lang Syne" are here, along with a pronunciation guide.)
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Jim, I love your blog. I've rarely had a comment, but its just a favorite stop for me every day. And you're so HOT! Anyone ever tell you you bear a striking resemblance to Freud? Glad to see you emerge from behind the sock monkey.
Hugs & Kisses ;-)
>>Anyone ever tell you you bear a striking resemblance to Freud?
Actually, I'm more likely to get Heinrich Boll.
I love the cigar.
Sometimes a cigar is just a ... well, you know.
>>Sometimes a cigar is just a...
And sometimes it's not.
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