“I’m peegin’ harg” cries a voice in the wilderness. And as the echoes ring out again the cry: “I’M PEEGIN’ HARG!” Nobody means to be born, but death is just a moment and life an eternity. Was that you crying out?
“I’m peegin’ harg” cries a voice in the wilderness. And as the echoes ring out again the cry: “I’M PEEGIN’ HARG!” Nobody means to be born, but death is just a moment and life an eternity. Was that you crying out?