The words which tumble out my heart get caught in my throat and wither before they’re born. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related 1 Comment Mine too. Perhaps a tetanus shot is in order. lol. I like the comparison of lockjaw. Reply Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ Post navigation Previous Previous post: Happy ThanksgivingNext Next post: Mo’ money, mo’ problems
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A (wise) man of two faces 
Mine too. Perhaps a tetanus shot is in order. lol. I like the comparison of lockjaw.