This blog has just done what it so quaintly calls a review of Deadly Weapons, a movie who's two selling points aren't very pointed, and when in motion probably make a slapping noise that sounds like somebody throwing a chunk of playdoh against cement!
Now Grandma has the fun bags all the kids are raring up to grab! They are coming for miles, riding in their jalopies -- and their crazy bicycles with that one big wheel -- just for a peek! Sure, they aren't as perky as they used to be, and they look a little bit like a wet sponge in a leaky grain bag, but Grandma knows how to use them and that's what's important!
Back in my days we hadn't invented the bra yet, so there's a bit of wear-and-tear from old man gravity, well, a bit more tear than wear but hot glue can work wonders if you pack it in with a trowel! They might be pointing south, but I like to think of them as conveniently placed on a lower self!
Grandma's a swinger in more ways than one!
Grandma's a swinger in more ways than one!
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