so i updated my profile pic...this is what happens with photoshop and wayyy too much time on your hands.
i had such a great week with jimmy, i'm sorry that it's ending so soon.
tuesday will be back to normal....but normal isn't so bad.
i have absolutely nothing to say.....haha sorry bout that!!
so maybe i post some lyrics from a good song....hmm...yes that is what i shall do. enjoy.
Its quarter to three,
Theres no one in the place cept you and me
So set em up joe
I got a little story I think you oughtta know
Were drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I know the routine
Put another nickel in that there machine
Im feeling so bad
Wont you make the music easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you gotta to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Youd never know it
But buddy Im a kind of poet
And Ive got a lot of things I wanna say
And if Im gloomy, please listen to me
Till its all, all talked away
Well, thats how it goes
And joe I know youre gettin anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didnt mind
My bending your ear
But this torch that I found
Its gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
ya gotta love frank
i had such a great week with jimmy, i'm sorry that it's ending so soon.
tuesday will be back to normal....but normal isn't so bad.
i have absolutely nothing to say.....haha sorry bout that!!
so maybe i post some lyrics from a good song....hmm...yes that is what i shall do. enjoy.
Its quarter to three,
Theres no one in the place cept you and me
So set em up joe
I got a little story I think you oughtta know
Were drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I know the routine
Put another nickel in that there machine
Im feeling so bad
Wont you make the music easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you gotta to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Youd never know it
But buddy Im a kind of poet
And Ive got a lot of things I wanna say
And if Im gloomy, please listen to me
Till its all, all talked away
Well, thats how it goes
And joe I know youre gettin anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didnt mind
My bending your ear
But this torch that I found
Its gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
ya gotta love frank
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theloonie:
so your in 4bit monochrome now?
goatboy23:
Here's hoping yer interweb gets unfuzzled. Damn cable guy.