Guitar obsessed 35 year olds find needy hot (and I've seen her) 18 year old chicks on My Space; while they camp out at Mom's for a spell, between lives. If you are lucky, she'll hop on a bus to wherever you are and she'll follow you every where you go. Like yummy gum on your shoe. I know. Been there, done that and had the baby, too.

I'm afraid the guitar playing obsession is genetic, and dang-it if they aren't good at it too. His Pa is the same way. Don't know if his second wife ever slaps his musical ass into jail, but I hit the road, Jack. Me and my purty baby boy. Too purty for jail.

I'd of thought you'd of run out of suckers by now, but dang-it if you aren't a charming SOB!

Call me sometime. Just tell me what jail & when and I'll come see you.
Love, Mom