Ron

If things go well, we should be allowed to marry.

How DARE anybody tell anybody else who or what they can love?!

Trying to get a nut to move your butt

To the dance floor, so yo what's up

Hands in the air, Come on say yeah,

everybody over here everybody over there

the crowd is live and I pursue this groove

Party people in the house

Move ... (Let your mind)

Move ... (Put me online)

I noticed she was crawling all over an oak tree. Pretty green, nice texture, strips naked in Fall.

People should be allowed to marry trees. Nobody should tell me who I can love!

There is now at least one time where "softwood" is good.

DON'T TELL ME WHO OR WHAT I CAN LOVE!

The Constitution was written on paper. The Founding Fathers dipped their feathers in ink and violated this pristine tree's great great great great great great grandtree!

FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT

INTO WOOD I MAST-UR-BATE!

DON'T JUDGE HER! DON'T JUDGE!!!!!!!!!!!

THAT MIGHT BE MY SOON TO BE SISTER IN LAW YOU ARE PUTTING IN YOUR SMOKER!

A friend from work wants me to smoke a brisket for him this weekend. He's going to buy it and bring it to work tomorrow.

Think I may try mesquite this time.

Isn't that a Tex/Mex wood?

Or is this some anti-homo-anti-immigrant code for something?