As the bayou turns
I saw a neighbor doing the walk of shame across the bayou this morning – flanked on one side by a new beau, and the other side by an old beau, and knowing last night was yet a different beau.
I saw a neighbor doing the walk of shame across the bayou this morning – flanked on one side by a new beau, and the other side by an old beau, and knowing last night was yet a different beau.