Just a half-a-mile to the railroad track. You can get…well, you know what you can get.
Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
Just a half-a-mile to the railroad track. You can get…well, you know what you can get.
Happy Thanksgiving, everybody.
Have fun sittin’ on the bench and playin’ with the pencils.
Please do not kill or eat your relatives, and remember: if we all walk into the shrink’s office together, then they’ll think it’s a movement.
It’s a song about Alice.
Happy Thanksgiving, all.
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