Børk! Børk! Børk!
Last week, I physically "jumped" in the middle of my sleep. I was dreaming that I was stepping into the swing of my good friend Linda as she was about to tee-off with her driver.
Yorn desh born, der ritt de gitt der gue,
Orn desh, dee born desh, de umn bork! bork! bork!
Oh, it still makes me laugh to think about it again. HA!
