He is an old man.  He will sit and watch what I do, when his big, watery eyes begin to narrow and his scarred head starts to nod he’ll jump up and go lay down.  No one knows what has happened to him he hardly says a word unless he is dreaming.  Rocky loves his squares and his comfy chair but he is a survivor at heart.  Without a second thought he would trade them in if chance appeared to him.  An alley, a dumpster, an empty lot, unleashed his blood runs with the street.  The only way to explain Rocky is to channel Phil lynott and bust out the sax…

Bumper, from the elegant and talented Pardaughters

Kuntar covering The Chap’s Few Horoscope. With help from the ticklish camel and more

Dear Charlene,

Do you think I’m cooooooo…….

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