terrible , there are scorpions everywhere. please send help.
i am a musician. one day i hope to make it big.
i play banjo in the band i formed with my fellow postal workers.
my husband is a postal worker. my parents are not supportive of my dream.
why have you not sent help ? ! the scorpions are stinging my legs ! ree ! ! ! ! ! ! !
i sing , play the banjo and the guitar. am a custodian to pay the bills.
dad i am sorry i did not support your nascar dream ! these scorpions are my punishment
i will sing my favorite folk music. it will help to calm in your distress.
the pain from these scorpions is unending , everything is turning grey
i agree , you are being punished for not supporting your loving father.
i see the light , dad. i am coming. i will be in the passenger seat dad
i am singing happy folk song music in rejoice.
oh god why is there fire , why is there fire ? this is not nascar
are the scorpions gone at least ?