When I woke up on Friday morning, I had such a painful ear ache. I swear it was caused by the lip flappin' of Noisemaker. My word, that man can yap at anything and everything. I will give him credit for talking to the birds, I too, talk to many of the animals here on the mountain side. My noisemaker talks to a television set. I can hear him out there lip flappin'. Sometimes, I pause and think ~ oh my ~ is he lip flappin' for me - I listen and generally it is his lip flappin' to the television.
I think sometimes folks just lip flap because they need their lips to flap. Maybe some of them truly wanted to have wings to flap but instead they received lips :)
My lips can flap. I enjoy to have good conversation - constructive conversation; Prine, music, recipes, wildlife, politics. Most of all my lips enjoy the flapping of song. There is nothing quite finer than lip flappin' to John Prine, Neil Young, or Bruce Springsteen. On a good day I can lip flap those three, stir in some Hank Williams, Lesley Gore, Diana Ross and lord knows what else - it becomes a fine tune ~ indeed!
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