When you ring out the changes of how everything is
The Old Judas Kiss is as dependable as the morning sun. Doubters, Deniers, Dreamers, Zealots, Thieves, Users, and those wanting the best seat, they all got their feet washed. Do what you can.
I took the old man to the medical center today for some outpatient work he needed.
The cancer is eating the muscles off his bones - he weighs 30 pounds less than he did in February. He could still do push-ups back then; sometimes more than I could do. Now he needs a bit of help getting dressed.
On the way home I drove through a McDonald's drive-thru and ordered us each a 49 cent ice cream cone. He never had one.
All I had in my jeans was a 100 dollar bill. I handed it to the girl in the pay window. And as she was pulling the change out of the drawer the old man leans over and tells her "Sweetie, you keep the change for school money!" And laughs. My two 49 cent cones instantly transformed into two 49 dollar cones.
We got the ice cream cones and drove towards his home. He was delighted by having a cone - probably hadn't had one in years.
He was licking the cone, smile on his face and said "You know, whoever tells you life ain't good got it all wrong."
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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I know the lyrics of this song, and I wish you well, TY.
Thanks.
I am just boxing up orders at midnight and haven't posted for a while. It is been a tough day.
I hope this string of songs doesn't mean what I think it may.
When you ring out the changes of how everything is
The Old Judas Kiss is as dependable as the morning sun. Doubters, Deniers, Dreamers, Zealots, Thieves, Users, and those wanting the best seat, they all got their feet washed. Do what you can.
Here's to better days ahead Trooper.
Beautiful, beautiful song. No one sings white man's blues like Van Morrison.
I took the old man to the medical center today for some outpatient work he needed.
The cancer is eating the muscles off his bones - he weighs 30 pounds less than he did in February. He could still do push-ups back then; sometimes more than I could do. Now he needs a bit of help getting dressed.
On the way home I drove through a McDonald's drive-thru and ordered us each a 49 cent ice cream cone. He never had one.
All I had in my jeans was a 100 dollar bill. I handed it to the girl in the pay window. And as she was pulling the change out of the drawer the old man leans over and tells her "Sweetie, you keep the change for school money!" And laughs. My two 49 cent cones instantly transformed into two 49 dollar cones.
We got the ice cream cones and drove towards his home. He was delighted by having a cone - probably hadn't had one in years.
He was licking the cone, smile on his face and said "You know, whoever tells you life ain't good got it all wrong."
Amen to that!
Oh, Michael. What a beautiful moment to share with us.
If I had an ice cream cone right now, I'd raise it to you and your dad. I've got corned beef - that won't work. But the thought is there. :)
Damn, Michael...
My mother used to tell me something her grandmother told her, "Just when you learn to live, you die."
Thanks.
The old man is a ballbuster[your balls!], great story!
@Darcy, @Nick, @Windbag - thank you!
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