You don't wanna be in my neck of the woods, they eat fantasy baseball players for dinner. With possum as a side dish. Raw.Yeah, and then I think I'll be in your neck of the woods looking for a roommate.
Hopefully I won't be stuck here in the bootheel much longer. They're talking about giving me the store in downtown St. Louis. My kinda place.
Fingers crossed, this is why I haven't been on here much lately.