Case the title did not make sense...this blog would have been written a few days ago but my angry thoughts at Texans were interupted by a new Grandson.....yep Chaz and Echo had a 8 pound 13 oz. boy named Granite. Side note! He was born on my Moms birthday and the grandkids always called her Granna. He was named months before birth. Interesting?
Texans! They'd walk ten miles barefoot to tell a lie , especially to a Tennessean. It was not bad enough that you had to kneel down in the "Hill Country" before anything looked like a hill, and it was bad enough that the "Alamo" where so many Tenns died trying to save Texas from Cheech and Chong was smaller than some of the closets Nancy had........BUT! Did you ever imagine in a million years that there is not now, never was, and never will be a "Yellow Rose of Texas!.....I am beside myself, can't write no more, if they call again from the Alamo...I ain't volunteering...............that's what I'm talking about.....gone
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