dumb stuff #62

Ah yes, I remember summer. Practicing while I watched TV, chillin with little girls, church on Sunday nights with bonfires after, ya know the small things. Did I mention flippys? I love no socks and flippys! Oh the warm summer nights, where I caught fireflies and crickets, walked in the creek like Huck or Sawyer, played the fiddle on the porch swing, and then off the dance with the boe of my choice. What? I just wanted to write something that's dumb...that's dumb.