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Open Graph

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Fine Roadkill Cuisine

description

A Xanga refugee

image

site name

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author

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Fine Roadkill Cuisine | A Xanga refugee Fine Roadkill Cuisine – A Xanga refugee Search Search Fine Roadkill Cuisine A Xanga refugee My life Clichés out the wazoo January 6, 2024 Roadkill Spatula 5 Comments Created long ago for my blog on Xanga. For your reading pleasure. To her jaundiced eye, it was plain as the nose on her face that there was something different about him. He was tall, dark and handsome, with legs that wouldn’t quit and eyes to die for. He sat on his high horse, poker-faced, looking at her as if she were a tree stump. “Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” she said. “Hey, big boy, why don’t you come down and see me sometime?” “Oh, that old chestnut,” he sighed. “I’m damaged goods. I’ve got blood on my hands. I’ve killed the fatted calf, the goose that lays the golden eggs, two birds with one stone, my chances, the ump, and time. I beat a dead horse.” “Well, things always look better in the morning,” she said. “It’s an ill wind that blo...

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