And every night at sunset the people below us sing God Bless America. No lie, they really do.
We joined in the first night but several people complained that my voice was scaring the ducks
so I just do my church-lip-synch thing now.
And every night at sunset the people below us sing God Bless America. No lie, they really do.
We joined in the first night but several people complained that my voice was scaring the ducks
so I just do my church-lip-synch thing now.
1 comments:
That's *beautiful*.
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