RODRIGO Y GABRIELA
Ok, so this is for all the guitar fans out there. This is what happens when Mexi-metal heads go "folk".
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- Fresh Hell
- Wouldn't you like to know? . . . In case you would: I'm a girl. I'm in my late 30s. I was born under the glyph of death on the Mayan calendar. Yes, I'm Hispanic among a multitude of other cultures. I'm politically bored and incorrect. I don't pray or prey. I'm a scientist, but probably should have been a housewife. I'm not in a relationship. Sorry ladies, I like the fellers. I knit, but it's not likely you'll ever see my work on the internet. I wish I was a better writer. And while I'm wishing . . . I wish I was thinner, and made more money, and that things would get easier. I like it when I'm not all victimy.
Laughing at Tragedy!
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super-coolness.
Please xon't use the word porn if we're not going to be treated some tits.
I'm really upset. It's the last time I come here.
Frank - Thanks for dropping in. Smooth cords you got on ya, mister.
Troika - you aren't fooling anyone. You'll be back like the lapdog that you are. You aren't fooling anyone!
Lap dog? LAP DOG?
Watch out Treacle.
Sweet Mother of Ozzy, but I am bedazzled.
Wait, that would mean I'm studded with rhinestones, right?
I mean to say, I just had to twirl around with my arms above my head, here in my windowless office.
Baby. Baby.
Troika - But you are my favorite lap dog. xoxo
Jocelyn - Hard not to move to that music, eh?
Thanks for recommending them. I've alread got iTunes pulled up;)
Art: Your joy is my joy. Enjoy!
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