I put mustard on some once…
I built a wooden Heen once but fooled no one.
Imagine Heen minced, and it is minced.
Imagine it sliced, and it’s sliced.
Imagine it whole, and you will see what it is.
Heen is all you want it to be, and a little more.
Q: How does a buddhist bluegrass fan order a hot dog?
A:“Make me one with everything, hold the mustard.”
I painted Heen in oils but ran out of canvas!!!
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I found some under my shoe.
ok, i’ll bite . . . . what the hell is heen!??!!
i built a wooden heen…
heen is where the heart is
Whatever you need it to be darlin’.
I played heen once…
Heen uninvited…
Oh, so it’s like the old matchgame TV show.
Kinda like when my girlfriend asked me to bring some sausage over for dinner, and when I got there she asked me to put it in her heen. :eek
I was gonna bake a cake with it until I discovered it gave me an extra 5 miles / gallon in the tank.
:cheers
Saw 30 years of Telluride this past weekend…learned about Heen. Immediately realized that was what has been missing in my life, got some the next day and have been carrying it around in my back pocket ever since.
:cheers
Nice. :flower :flower
I am going to need some extra heen to get me through the next 30 days until
FESTIVAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLL!!! :rock :pickin
:concert :clap
Excuse me… but may I please borrow a cup of Heen?
Here’s your Heen, what’s your hurry?
Town Park Ticket = 245.00
Nightgrass Yonder show = 25.00
Makings for Chile Verde for 200 ppl = 300.00
New Festival hat = 60.00
Heen = PRICELESS