When you make a life altering decision, like... I dunno... traveling the open road for the rest of your life, you don't expect to have life circle around on you and bite you in the butt. You sort of live in the moment and let the past drift away. I have been flyin by the seat of my pants for all my life now. Problem is, my pants lead me to another pair of pants. A fine pair of pink pants, and now, I got a pair of teeny bopper pants followin me around claimin she's my daughter. For those of you who have been under these circumstances, I could really use some advice. My pals are hardly any help. Dang Pablo keeps talkin to this chick like she's one of us.
Moonshine aint sayin much. He's sort of just weighing everything out in his do-gooder mind.
Moonshine aint sayin much. He's sort of just weighing everything out in his do-gooder mind.