Except Sean Hannity and Glenn Beck. Leave them to one another and hope for the best. I do.
Lock the gate, Goofy, take my hand and lead me through the world of self. Or at 80 frames a minute, try this on for size. No matter how often you watch it, you'll find something new every time but two things never change: all you see of her beloved is the hand and arm and you'll never see the woman's face.
"I'm putting tinfoil up on the windows.
Lying down in the dark to dream.
I don't want to see their faces.
I don't want to hear their screams."
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
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