A New Mother Cries

I love this song. Okay, maybe love it too strong a word. I love my wife. And my boys. And women with big hooters. Brunettes mostly, but yeah, blondes and redheads blessed with them, too.  Oh, and vanilla malts, because vanilla is the finest of the flavors.

But the song is pretty good.

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