12-07-2008, 04:28 PM
Last year at the county fair I kept walking past the Derry Queen it was hot out and everyone was sweating, it was dusty and the smell of cowshit and hay was like a fog. The Derry Queen sat on a swing with a sun dress on as the sun set behind her I thought that would be great. To be behind her pushing her in that swing.
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.