You start the game of life with a full pot o' luck and an empty pot o' experience. The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in one pretty and well preserved piece, but rather to skid across the line broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and shouting "Wow! What a ride!"
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"When chickens have pimps. Tonight, on SidDawgHouse." :)
Good one, Dave! Cluck-cluckin' and bling-blingin'. Cute, Ally!
LOL...me thinks this feathered varmit is related to your sis's "psycho chicken"!!!
yes... the truth will 'out'..... a semi failure in the cloning lab,Alfred Chickcock. (MUST... find way to remove harness...)
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