Bill Henderson
1916-1948
RIP
And the dogs are like, “You didn’t say ‘Simon says.’”
“They smell MY dog!”
Oh well, I’m sure he’ll figure it out.
“Oopsy-daisy!”
When you know she doesn’t love you anymore.
You know, if there was just one more pooch, the poor man would be having a Three Dog Night!
Bill Henderson
1916-1948
RIP
And the dogs are like, “You didn’t say ‘Simon says.’”
“They smell MY dog!”
Oh well, I’m sure he’ll figure it out.
“Oopsy-daisy!”
When you know she doesn’t love you anymore.
You know, if there was just one more pooch, the poor man would be having a Three Dog Night!