Friday, 7 February 2014

Ooh, woo, wee Wild night is calling


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 Dog wakes me up at 1am being sick. I sort as Wife sleeps on. 

 Dog wakes up at 2.30am. I sort... 

 Give up on sleeping to fumble for glasses - because you can't stare, if you can't see. Wife moans I've woken her. 

 So now downstairs wondering where did the wild nights of youth go?


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4 comments:

  1. G-Man7 February 2014 at 15:44

    I suppose you don't remember the Brown Eyed Girl either?
    Tsk Tsk Tsk....
    Thanks for following the instructions Perfectly My Friend
    Loved your Wild Nights 55
    Thanks for playing, careful going into The Mystic.....
    have a Kick Ass Week-End

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  2. Anonymous8 February 2014 at 01:09

    those wild youthful nights passed quickly as a dog's midnight gas... ~

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  3. Margaret9 February 2014 at 16:22

    I think the key word is "youth" :) Hopefully they resurrect now and again…

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