tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3999454497834608229.post8600941824970180928..comments2023-08-20T04:25:51.970-07:00Comments on Israel Carrasco Monologue Jokes: "Bottles and Cans" ( a poem of sorts )ISRAEL CARRASCOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10182949218295349171noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3999454497834608229.post-44680018120270665962010-08-21T01:04:59.424-07:002010-08-21T01:04:59.424-07:00Something different from you. I can almost see and...Something different from you. I can almost see and hear it.Maundering muttererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10007758736758966777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3999454497834608229.post-83801031053875979162010-08-20T18:17:23.752-07:002010-08-20T18:17:23.752-07:00I realy do hear and see that every day. The recycl...I realy do hear and see that every day. The recycling center is in the parking lot of a market that faces my place. My mom teaches in Southgate.ISRAEL CARRASCOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10182949218295349171noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3999454497834608229.post-73743244403405078142010-08-20T17:21:15.795-07:002010-08-20T17:21:15.795-07:00Outstanding imagery.
Brings back memories.
I used...Outstanding imagery.<br />Brings back memories. <br />I used to work at a recycling plant down the road from you in South Gate.#167 Dadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05069054405824134410noreply@blogger.com