pyrocide

There's something bout the cold wild blowin across your face - it's not the kill its the thrill of the chase - it's like being in bed with the girl of your dreams - or eating a pint of ben and jerry's ice cream - well you can kick me in the face with your ski or your boot - thats cool on your head all root - this is something that I will always cherish - here to state the fact that skiers must perish!


Goldfinger S.M.P