She came onto him like a slow movin’ cold front — His beer was warmer than the look in her eyes.




(No Ratings Yet)I’m like, ‘Yeah, right.’ At first I thought it was a friend putting me on.




(No Ratings Yet)[Like this one a few years ago:] Hello, John, this is Eric Clapton, … Love to do your song.




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