I ran to the grocery store today to deposit a check and pick up some salsa for dinner. The check depositing went off with any incident, so I wandered over to salsa aisle to select some cheap salsa for Mexican Corn Bread. I as I debated each jar’s merit, I became aware of I’d Love...
Considering that Conway Twitty practically had a “fro” when he sang it, yeah, it is the creepiest song ever.
You DARE not blaspheme the name of the Great Twitty!
Jeff, that guy is creepy.
I’m really starting to doubt if we can carry on in this marriage.
My mom had a thing for Twitty. Never could understand it.
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