5 years ago today, I signed my life away. It all started on a pit stop near Atlanta on a trip to Disney World. I was approached by a firey young man dressed in red. He had a job to do and was falling behind schedule. He offered me an intriguing proposition in which I could win a shiny metallic instrument autographed by Dave Mustaine in exchange for a short term of servitude. All I had to do was best him in a musical competition. Unbeknownst to him, I spent years in the garage at 10 Parkview Drive #6 attepting to make it big with a fiddle and beatbox band. The outcome was a foregone conclusion. And that is how I came about having no soul.PressureMovin' OutPiano ManWe Didn't Start the FirePunch Myself in the Face
sorry for scaring away your readers again.
nice billy joel list... a little late, but nice anyway.though Gina and I agree that movin' out is horrible.
Hi. How's the weight thing? Thought of you today when I saw this.
WEIGHT.BAD.I'll get to it when the weather is better. Perhaps. I dunno.
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