Saturday, February 2, 2008
In spite, prego , casket, positron
Let's all raise our hands and praise the bands that made nights of Jubilee come to be; lets all jump to the conclusion that Garrett Atkinson forget his car keys at his last Seance. I can perform a marriage ceremony for the butane cheez- its if and only if Garrett finds his way through the mire of Zaxby's waste products so we have nothing to sweat. Good enough for you? No? Fine, just find a common thread that links each squandered peso in argentina. Wheat; poke. Loop - haste.
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