it t'was early mid september near as i remember, as i walk a line an stroll in tipsy pride. not a soul was i disterbin as i lay there by the curbin, when this pig come up an lay down by my side. not a word did i utter as we lay there in the gutter when i heard an ol'lady say "you can tell a man who's boozeing by the company he's choosin" and the pig got up an slowly walked away.
Reason for writing:
funny
Birth sign: Aries
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