Friday, November 10, 2006

All My Ex's Live in Texas

I think George Straight was on to something when he wrote that song. At least he knew where all his were and could avoid them. They're not out, they're not milling around, they're not phoning you to go for a drink... no they've fallen off the face of the earth where they belong.

I've never dated anyone from that state.... well, that's not completely true but they don't live there now. What I really wish for besides the 1 million dollars and the coke is that you could round up all your ex's and put them in a box & mail them away. We'll call it the the ex-mate relocation program. When you break-up, the circumstances are reviewed & the person in the wrong is shipped off far away & never heard from again. Then you can live your life peacefully.....

It's a pipe dream really. May be it'd be easier to change my phone number but I had cards printed.

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