When I was working "on the road," I was miserable. I hated to be away from home. Sometimes it would be two or three days...but sometimes more like ten or twelve days.
I'm sure The Mrs. hated it even more than me...seeing as she was without ME...poor gal!
Every time one of my "road trips" was wrapping up, this song would start playing on the turntable in my head. I'd be a couple of hours or so from "home," and old Duetchendork would start up.
Hang with this one...or fast-forward to the last little bit. You'll see Johnny, Roger, Mary, and Glen (bitchin' threads...).
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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