tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043055439941756250.post6938821571152792773..comments2011-05-29T13:40:30.149-04:00Comments on Joie De Vivre: Fields of PooChris Waddellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14191267370663576465noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043055439941756250.post-2757639649687235802010-12-06T21:28:53.026-05:002010-12-06T21:28:53.026-05:00"You can tell the sun in his jealous sky that..."You can tell the sun in his jealous sky that we walked in fields of poo" Sting (at least I think those are the lyrics)Ammonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14933129809362483628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043055439941756250.post-31844779389844585682010-11-20T12:55:28.241-05:002010-11-20T12:55:28.241-05:00Yeah, why do bad things happen to people who are a...Yeah, why do bad things happen to people who are already socially challenged? Someone needs to write an essay addressing that question!Anne-Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14919766010929385701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2043055439941756250.post-20000267479118883292010-10-16T16:20:48.181-04:002010-10-16T16:20:48.181-04:00LOl... Chris..;.)
My brother Dave tried jumping on...LOl... Chris..;.)<br />My brother Dave tried jumping one of the manure ponds at the dairy one summer and didn't quite clear it, the majority of his motor bike went under with him on it...hmmmm...<br />fun times...lolmimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10219822277357542658noreply@blogger.com