Brain Dump

Take a rain check your coat at the door of opportunity slips away the mice will play fast and loose ends. Still waters run deep blue sea of red ink well I'll be a monkey's uncle Tom's cabin fever in the morning, fever all through the night and day late and a dollar short and sweet nothings. A fine kettle of fish out of water under the bridge when we get to it or leave it takes all kinds of people on the street of broken dreams. Like a bat out of hell out of Dodge ball game plan of attack the problem child of nature calls. Mmmm kay?