You were in my dream last night..
we were eating strawberries, and
you were writing a letter to someone.
Thats all I remember!

Jizz! Those three men are fantastic!

Christmas and New Years have come and gone, and not a word...

Time , it leaves us all behind eventually, like a forgotten dream.
Is that all there is , a dream of life that slowly fades from everyones view ?
Your dream has changed, this website looking glass no longer is enough to feed your desires .
The Glamour is dead, gone to mainstream overproduction, posers stand tall and proud of their latest conquest. Another special something wonderfull has fallen into the grip of the faceless crowd of the trully unimaginative and uncreative, who disapprove of all that is not theirs.
They will not have you, you will not be taken, for you are far to wise and have paid much to dearly for all that is Manko.
We who may have the faintest glimmer of who this grand performance is all about, will always love you wherever you go, or no matter what you get into.
I hope for you that it will be exactly what you really want.