A whistling girl and a crowing hen always come to some bad end. Never give the devil a ride, he will always want to drive If God leads you to it, he will lead you through it. I refuse to tip toe cautiously thru life only to arrive safely at deaths door. Cry when you need to, laugh when you can.Either way the sun comes up tomorrow on
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