Hey before I forget,
Allow me to welcome Vladimir, wait that's "puttin" a lot of pressure on him, I should get it right. Welcome Vadim to the group.
I hope you have a great time on your Nashville trip.
Hey Heather, welcome back with us. I'm sure you don't remember the Old Dog but I almost proposed to you one night at MAB's house. I think I have told you several times that OD "Loves You Best" also. I'm sure the Old Dog is easy to forget; except for the ladies that still have re-occurring nightmares after meeting me. You are a sweetheart Love, and an excellant talent.
Good to have you back.
Miss Meliss, the girfriend OD "Loves the Best". It was nice to hear from you again also. Happy to hear your son Nick is doing better. We all hope you will load some new songs for us to hear, even the older songs that went missing from the old site would be nice.
We miss hearing you sing.
RiDawn Raelette, the girlfriend OD also "Loves the Best". I'm sure your performance is coming along well and you are pleasing all the men in the crowd. Wait....... that didn't sound right. I mean, I'm sure you don't care if you please a man or a woman in the crowd. Wait...... that didn't sound right either. Awe Crap, I'm sure they all love your music. There, that is what I meant to say.
I'll tell you what Girlfriends. The old, fat women on Bingo nights that invite the Old Dog home with them after Bingo, are all tired of hearing how lovely and sweet all of you are. The Old Dog can't refuse their offer to go home with them because they entise me with the promise of some really good............ the best I ever had............. casseroles. I must admit these Girls still know how to do it and how to please a man..... (with their cooking Girlfriends......... with their cooking). I tell them all I love their "Cooking the Best".
Once we get there and they waddle into the kitchen to warm some up, I tell them to put it on a paper plate. Of course they argue and offer their finest china from Walmart; but I insist on a paper plate.
Then when they sit me down at the table with a hot casserole in front of me,
I carry plate and all out the back door while they go back to slip into something a little more comfy that fit them 20 years ago.
Now I know all of this sounds sexest, and is not politically correct. I'll apologize for my comments; but I'm guessing they have a side bet going on (amongst themselves) to figure out which of the 3 pair of underwear the fat Old Dog may be wearing.
I'm sure they are just as bad as us guys when they get together. Just a guess.
OD (hiccup)