hot rod

Hot rodding will get you everywhere.

You will again relay the story of a dinner past, the one you have relayed a thousand times, but again, noone will be paying any attention.

You will spill out onto the street with music guiding your feet.

You will give thanks for the peace and quite from thew normally noisy neighbours. In fact you will call them on the phone and say, "HEY!!!!! Thanks for nothing."

Your potatoes are burning in the oven.

You will wear red in the next week, and it will scare a small child.

You will wear out your welcome. . . . . . . . . Matt.

You have nothing to say about the world, yet you will blab on and on.

You will be busy breaking up perfectly matched sweaters and ties.