"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'."
— Groucho Marx
Last Call Before Bedtime
A glass of scotch, cool summer breeze, stars in the sky. Relaxed at last.
2 comments:
I don't know which one is sweeter his trumpet or her voice.
Good question. They both make me happy.
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