I'm losing my touch, possibly my entire grip. Lost two games of chess today then found myself watching several old episodes of Criminal Minds. (Hey, it was an A&E marathon.)
Any day now I'll be playing canasta at the old folks' home and watching Lawrence Welk on PBS.
Right now, I feel like donning animal skins and hunting for stuff down by the river.
(Coyote tastes like chicken, right?)
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Anyone can lose a game of chess, but coyote tastes like dog.
Yeah. Just found that out.
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