Fake it til you make it
Don’t get your bloomers in a twist
My temper is shorter then your wiener.
When you go through deep waters, I will be with you
Call upon the name of the lord
Follow the word not the herd
Maybe mud. Maybe manure
Wild hearts find peace
Grace was my first choice
Nature heals the soul
I don’t have an attitude. I have standards
Killing them with kindness, is taking longer then expected
Flipped off weenie
Hang in there, it gets worse
Put it on my husbands tab!
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All oopsie no daisies
Barnyard animal collection
Blue collar dollar
Born to hunt forced to work
