Muddy Waters

Here Are The Tweets And Some Meats. The Tweets Took Me To A Fleet And A New Program. It Is Short And Sweet; To The Point For The End Of A Joint. It Is My Counterpoint My Notes On How And Why I Row. It Is Really For The Slow Realization That I Have Been Screwed Most Of My Life And I Am Done. Being Blonde Being A Frond Sitting In Someone’S Palm. I’Ve Taken The Reins. A Horse Can Take The Bit In Its Mouth Between His Teeth. It’S Called “Grabbing The Bit.” He Has Control And Can Take His Rider Anywhere He Wills It Perhaps For A Lesson Or Two In Reality.