Do you recall, what was the field, The day the music died. Killing Time in lilac bush.
I’ve sent my cyclops teddy bear out for a possible capture of Teresa and her force.
Just the fax ma’am.
Yes sir my fax machine is upstairs.
That lip stick on her lushes lips, makes me feel better about the fact she not fitted to the full screen.
A head or brain shot needed. Light my fire w/rum 151..
NPR, jazz, blues, echos, etc.
The accordion playing frog applaudian,
New diagnosis for me..
Crazy, frickin’ life…