Having only two pieces of Wrigley's gum left, I embarked out into the forest wearing my submarine jacket and pontoon boots. It was a raw and skunky night with only a few stars twinklin`. Most men would take the easy way out and order more gum online ... I was motivated by instinct.Some people like Chiclets, and others like that fool-hardy Bubblishious crap, but no, not me. Double Mint or nothing I say. I would rather chew on a log of wood than some fake chunk of garbage. I know, there seems to be some hostility in those words, but if you lived with that Lena like I did in the 80's, the apocalypse near at hand, playing in a band, on the beach getting some sun on the sand Y'all.
Hey Ole ... take your sister and go ice
fishin`, yep.I am on a mission and a wishin` for some brand new gums to entertain me teeeph.
