Holy catfish! Was sitting in the car with Monica with all the windows down listening to a live blues band at Elmwood Park in Roanoke; I noticed a train going by across the way and commented: “there’s a train …
Just shake it boxcar joe, tell everybody you know.” Then went back to ready my favorite food writer’s most recent homage to the mighty madder. Wouldn’t you know Koko comes ballin’ into the marbled rye! Figures— our hearts still united.
Holy catfish! Was sitting in the car with Monica with all the windows down listening to a live blues band at Elmwood Park in Roanoke; I noticed a train going by across the way and commented: “there’s a train …
Just shake it boxcar joe, tell everybody you know.” Then went back to ready my favorite food writer’s most recent homage to the mighty madder. Wouldn’t you know Koko comes ballin’ into the marbled rye! Figures— our hearts still united.