Monday, February 2, 2015
Do You Want to Go to The Winterfest Dance With Me, Robby Gronkowski?
Maybe we take a day to get in shape by running with the BULLS at Pampalona (Spain). Maybe we lift the perfect weights to strengthen our quads at the YWCA on Peavy Plaza to straighten our gate. Maybe we listen to STARGAZING (Piano Instramental) and see if we can play along. Maybe I will always be there. Maybe the perfect hate was love to you, thus the papa orangatan at the zoo is love to you and his new baby too. Can we just hold hands and run with our flag football belts on? Can I skip the pullup test in The Presidential Fitness Tests (Island Lake Elementery/ Shoreview, MN) and still be a winner? Is it okay if we sit down and map a play for Tommy Brady to play a really FUNNY trick on Bill Belecheck today? Are we going to wait until halftime to eat the licorice under the bench, or can we eat it now? You were positively elegant and GODLY last night. It is okay to want something and watch from afar until all the stars aline and the moment is right. The pandora.com music instramentals and Bocelli leaves me absolutely speechless. Behind the screen of satanism is a papa quality of the almighty, and you have it infinity. GOD BLESS YOU.
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