a_shilling_in_his_pocket farmfish she slapped at me baggy pants, she knew there was sumpthin' bright and shiney inside. she was right. she pointed to me right fist, extended. "ta da!" i said, and gave her a piece of bazooka joe. good thing she didn't choose left, that's me last shillin' left. 020119 what's it to you? who go blather from