Thanksgiving at Jax Beach
 Spike's boat didn't sink even though Andrew and Jimmy scored a direct hit with the potato gun.
Spike's boat didn't sink even though Andrew and Jimmy scored a direct hit with the potato gun. That's what I was thankful for.



 
    
Will I dig the same things that turn me on as a kid?
Will I look back and say that I wish I hadn't done what I did?
Will I joke around and still dig those sounds
When I grow up to be a man?
Will my kids be proud or think their old man is really a square?
When they're out having fun yeah, will I still wanna have my share?
Will I love my wife for the rest of my life
When I grow up to be a man?
 Spike's boat didn't sink even though Andrew and Jimmy scored a direct hit with the potato gun.
Spike's boat didn't sink even though Andrew and Jimmy scored a direct hit with the potato gun. 


 
     condo -dere -didi -ditum (1) [to build , found; form, establish]; of literary work, [to compose, write] a poem, etc., and also [to write of] a subject. (2) [to put up, put away safely, store, to hide, withdraw]; of corpses, [to bury]; of time, [to pass, dispose of].
condo -dere -didi -ditum (1) [to build , found; form, establish]; of literary work, [to compose, write] a poem, etc., and also [to write of] a subject. (2) [to put up, put away safely, store, to hide, withdraw]; of corpses, [to bury]; of time, [to pass, dispose of].