tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2214352465674633266.post24854900843033924..comments2023-04-05T11:57:58.600-04:00Comments on A. Parker Burroughs: Whine, whine, whineMoehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13612323587459830074noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2214352465674633266.post-4491902876081708452009-01-03T11:44:00.000-05:002009-01-03T11:44:00.000-05:00I was walkin down the alley in my t-shirt and jean...I was walkin down the alley in my t-shirt and jeans, going for beer and cigs---it was cold and goose bumps covered my arms and stuff, but I had just gotton my welfare check and I needed the beer and cigs bad. I had pawned my coat and hat and gloves for the last 6-pack. I was very depressed because my 60 inch HD TV was not mounted on the wall by the guys who had brung it, but me and my Social Worker got it working. I would have been drivein but the "Cops" pulled me over for no, no reason, said I went thru a stop sign, said I had no turn signals, no licence and a beer in the car, I pointed out that the can was empty. I know there watchin me now so I walk, don't want nothing ina paper bout me, I still got a mother you know, just like Penuts--I wonder what would happen if Lucy moved the football on Obama?? Oh Well---Slurping soundsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com