Pretty much every word of Paul Baribeau’s ‘Strawberry’.
‘I would love to find you growing wild out by the woods,
I would make a basket with the front of my t-shirt,
and take home as many of you as i could’
I mean come on?!?! Tha’s good stuff. I mean if song lyrics were people then these would be BILL FREAKING MURRAY!
…it’s normal to worry that one day you’ll get a phone call, the kind of call that makes your stomach sink and your heart nearly stop. I got one of those calls on Sunday, and i hope it never happens to me again.