I've Heard Of These Tree Lovers...
But I never quite understood.
I still don't.
I think he could do better. But that's just me.
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Whoa! I'm gettin' a woody!
And it took me how long to figure out it was you?
Sorry for the confusion. I was bidding on a 1948 Ford Woody limited edition Hot Wheel on E-bay and I was high bidder. My son collects them.
However, I'd like to have a word with the tree in the first
photo.
My how you've grown since I last saw you.
Word on the street is, your one shady lady.
HAVE YOU TAKEN A COMPLETE LEAF OF YOUR SENSES?
Lumbering around here like some common street walker.
Why wood you do this to yourself? Don't tell me your
board. That won't wash with me. Your parents risked life and limb to bring you into this world and this is how you thank them? Don't you realize the dangers of Dutch Elm
disease? Flashing your beaver all around the forrest and acting like you don't give a dam. You disgust me!
I know your past has been a little seedy, but you can change. We all stumble and fall from time to time. Your slowly kilning yourself and I just can't sit back and watch you do that. Look at how your dressed, what a hatchet job. Your a knoty little tree, but it doesn't have to be this way. Please, for the memory of your parents that died in that terrible fire, grab a rake and clean up your act.
Soon? How about today?
That one was front page all the way!
I am deeply touched...........
Well, maybe in a good way.
I know a few people who would make you think they are touched.
In the head.
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