Resting in his arms, hot and sweaty
Hearing him go on and on about how he prefers
tradition to modernity...
Hearing him go on and on about how he prefers
tradition to modernity...
She gets up, looks in his eyes, and says with a frown,
Mister, good to hear you extol the virtues of an ox-cart,
But don't forget you just hitched a ride on the fastest train in
town!
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