Kauffman Center For The Performing Arts. (THE SKELETON)
BTW, have you seen this thing at night? It’s a flickr-heads wet dream. Truly a work of art.
As I was a-gwine down the road,
With a tired team and a heavy load,
I crack’d my whip and the leader sprung,
I says day-day to the wagon tongue.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ‘em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Went out to milk, and I didn’t know how,
I milked the goat instead of the cow.
A monkey sittin’ on a pile of straw,
A-winkin’ at his mother-in-law.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ‘em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Met Mr. Catfish comin’ down stream.
Says Mr. Catfish, “What does you mean?”
Caught Mr. Catfish by the snout,
And turned Mr. Catfish wrong side out.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ‘em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Came to a river and I couldn’t get across,
Paid five dollars for a blind old hoss;
Wouldn’t go ahead, nor he wouldn’t stand still,
So he went up and down like an old saw mill.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ‘em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
As I came down the new cut road,
Met Mr. Bullfrog, met Miss Toad
And every time Miss Toad would sing,
Old Bullfrog cut a pigeon wing.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ‘em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Oh I jumped in the seat and I gave a little yell
The horses ran away, broke the wagon all to hell
Sugar in the gourd and honey in the horn
I never been so happy since the day I was born.
Turkey in the straw, turkey in the hay,
Roll ‘em up and twist ‘em up a high tuckahaw
And twist ‘em up a tune called Turkey in the Straw.
Lord of The Rings Online. Addicted.
My kind of porn.
This one is for all the DB’s out there.
Derp Derp!!
Boglins. I remember asking for one of these for Christmas in (1989?) and I knew that I got it because it was the only wrapped present that Santa put under the tree. I wondered why Santa wrapped it (in my household, Santa presents were never wrapped, segregating them from family gifts). My moms response, “Probably, due to the fact that thang is hideous and he didn’t want to ruin everyone else’s Christmas morning!” Hmmm… Who else had a Boglin when they were growing up?
I love bicycles and always have. It’s a hobby, a craft, a desire, a dream of mine to start my own shop. But, I have to play the bills.
