*sighs*

You are right, again...

Perhaps....

that sounds more like a girl's philosophy than a Man's

Rottie has started a new game with the following players:
Rottie

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 2 0 1 3 9 0 1 6 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " r o t t i e " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " r o t t i e " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 2 0 1 3 9 0 1 6 }

thinking the CIA has found Withheld...

Adding another of my favourites

Toto

Africa

https://youtu.be/DWfY9GRe7SI?si=v3Ku2AMRJ0tME7e1

Zips thru at slow pace..long day

*nods*

sharing is caring...

twists hungrily in the darkness

Leave Me Alone
By: I Don't Know How But They Found Me

3 at a time....I hope they agreed to share

*clicking* too

I'm probably the only one who listens to the bass line...

Hope you enjoy

Warm Summer Sun by Mark Twain

Warm summer sun,
Shine kindly here,
Warm southern wind,
Blow softly here.
Green sod above,
Lie light, lie light.
Good night, dear heart,
Good night, good night.

ohhhh *clicking play*

so how many of them "founded" her?

this one hopes You have a great night!

Dire Straits

Sultans of Swing

This live version is special

https://youtu.be/8Pa9x9fZBtY?si=GJHLKK4-cOa9Fdir

Moonlight, Summer Moonlight by Emily Jane Brontë

’Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.

Yes vaash been long day.hi