I worked out in the yard pruning the goddamned Brazilian Pepper Trees all day yesterday, now my elbow is killing me. This getting old thing is not for wimps.
I worked out in the yard pruning the goddamned Brazilian Pepper Trees all day yesterday, now my elbow is killing me. This getting old thing is not for wimps.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
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