I guess I was still suffering from the bishop's sermon that morning- he convinced me that I am wasting my life and should give up cigars, drinking, and women- but not necessarily in that order.
How about that rain out there now- with rain like that there would be no water problems in Africa.
You know my buddy James- the redhead with the Harley at the cigar bar.... I know he is not that good looking and forgetable at times- but a nice guy.
I am going to print out your photo here and put it under my pillow so that I will have sweet dreams- OK?