A Black Feather, A poison pen... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- more stuff free from trash like me If angels existed, today i'm in a mood to load up on baseball bats and anti-aircraft guns, decorating my walls and fences with trophy wings, cleaned and bleached, or a vat of spicy sauce to serve them "buffalo" style to my inner demons 6:22 p.m. - 2003-08-23 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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