I don't listen.... but I'm a listener
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I don't listen.... but I'm a listener
I listen to as much as I can. It is surprising what flies right over me though.
I like to listen, but sometimes I try not to, because sometimes I don't want to hear.
Are the alive out there?
You don't necessarily have to be alive, but if you are there somewhere?
I'm watching the Oscars. I'm waiting for someone to get booed for saying something bad.
I'm barely alive but hope you're enjoying the Oscars.
How's life in NY
not nearly as exciting as life in Mid-Penn
How do you know that?
Nothing going on here, not in the sticks where I live anyway.
In the sticks?
Are you the little pig who made his house out of sticks?
How do you know that I'm not deeper in the sticks than you? MOST of Mid-Penn is in the DEEP sticks...
the "business district" here is just 2 blocks long; humans are such a rare sight that when the deer see you, they come out to greet you and raccoons walk right up to your door.
Sounds like the place to be...
yeah...if you were a deer or raccoon or a trout
I must be a trout then...
I didn't know you have fins
hmmm... maybe I'm a deer then?