Dallas here.
I’m mad at my Mama.
For months she’s been promising me a l-o-n-g ride in the car.
‘We’ll put you in your crate,’ she said. ‘And go on vacation. All the way to Mississippi. You remember.’
Yes, I do. But nothing has happened.
Dallas here.
I’m mad at my Mama.
For months she’s been promising me a l-o-n-g ride in the car.
‘We’ll put you in your crate,’ she said. ‘And go on vacation. All the way to Mississippi. You remember.’
Yes, I do. But nothing has happened.