Juvenile...callow...vernal...puerile...but strangely hypnotic! I may be experiencing some kind of psychological distress! I realized that I am not an alumnus of this LBG School, or that LBG School.
I may have to raid the kiddies' college fund! Damn those growing feet...so many of them...so many...!
Yoda, I felt left out...like a leprecaun at a Lucky Charms Convention. I could send a recording...until then picture in your mind's ear...a dash of British colonial (i.e. sardonic disdain for all other living creatures)...with a pinch of the deabilitating effects of 15 years of exposure to Oklahomisms and Okie contractions! Y'all have a nice day, ya hear!
Dear Okie,
It's not my place to say, however I feel as though you're a valuable contributor to TGM Central and certainly a big part of the craziness and intellectual instability we all share. Don't raid the College fund. I have always found it more beneficial to use the Mortgage Money.
I like Oklahoma. I like it's location. It's so far south I don't have to travel through it on my way to Jackson Hole. (Just Kidding about Oklahoma, I don't really know where it is.)