Tuesday, March 25, 2008


Saturday we went over to Christen's house and Jack got to know a nice old fellow named Johnny Walker.

Can't you just hear him: What? I don't have a problem. (mumble mumble)

Later on, much later on, I should so, I got down with some Velvet Moon and a stack of wiggly eyes enticed me.

I'm not sure if it's right or wrong, but it sure felt good, so I might be going to hell.

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