Wednesday Dec 24, 2003

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celticbro:

Dark and mildly translucent grey Skies....northern rain forever spiraling down the un-washed windows of my tower....flying away to a seemingly eternal land of snow and ice....meeting a sno-queen in a dingey apre bar ov tyrolean volks....screaming down the slippery slopes of desire with the velocity of a jet-fuelled banshee,swooping in on the prey of the night......eh up volks ist alles fooking Go>go>GO>>>>>shake,scratch,flick and you begin to light a brand new show....

[Edited on Jan 21, 2004 6:06AM]

kizmet:

kiss