Curmudgeon with a penchant for incongruous curses. Dad of 2. Language, food, and the great outdoors.
Look where we are now, my friends!
For those who stayed in the bayou:
Can’t blame you, won’t judge you
You’re there, had to follow the trends
A smoking fag, trying not to look effeminate
Boredom I despise, give me a little surprise.
Something silly, without neglecting consistency.
Happiness is a given, but its evanescence,
needs a little interest beyond romance.