People Always Tell Me I'm

People Always Tell Me I'm Going To Regret Not Having Kids. But What If I Have One And Then I Regret Having It? Has Anyone Thought Of That Option?

Every Step Starts With A Step.

There Was Some Women In A Café The Other Week That I Was Sat In, And She Came Up And She Sat Down With Her Mate And She Was Talkin' Loudly Goin' On About "oh The Baby's Lovely." They Said It's Got, Er, Lovely Big Eyes, Er, Really Big Hands And Feet. Now That Doesn't Sound Like A Nice Baby To Me. I Felt Like Sayin' It Sounds Like A Frog. But I Thought I Don't Know Her, There's Only So Much You Can Say To A Stranger. I Don't Know What Kept Me From Sayin' It.

They Say It All Started Out With A Big Bang. But, What I Wonder Is, Was It A Big Bang Or Did It Just Seem Big Because There Wasn't Anything Else To Drown It Out At The Time?

It's Just Hassle Of Having Friends And Family An' That.