They ain’t what they used to be. Chuck swung a drop from his healthy orange juice, let them near to you and they think they own you, replied Charlie, who was leaning against the railing, they were watching their father’s play tennis. The two eight year old’s couldn’t understand what their fathers were complaining about, it was just a tennis game after all, they both nodded, substandard, the pair of them.
paddypicasso
seeker of wisdom
