Chance sleeps through being dropped off at the in laws half the time. Which I love because I can't stand it when he cries when I leave. Posted via VolNation Mobile
That's why I won't say exactly where. Might lead back to me. I called it a farm. Actually owned 50 acres, mostly woods, before selling and moving out here. Never knew what to call it. No farming going on. Well, nothing legal, anyway. It was close to Sugar Limb.
You saying I'm a dirty rat? Sitting at love field slamming down a few mimosas hoping to catch a nice nap on the flight to Nashville. Posted via VolNation Mobile
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