There is never a first, or a last, nothing is ever born or for that matter, dead. You know something like
Current Mood: Happy
Current Music: Sweet child o mine
There is never a first, or a last, nothing is ever born or for that matter, dead. You know something like
i'm intrigued. not least of all because that gnr classic was what devoured my skull all of october the 12th. it ran around and around, barely working up a sweat, and i could harldy hardly keep up.
wo-oh-oh-oh sweet love 'o mine
and vuja de? :))
the poem is good too, i'm too lazy to comment afresh.
btw, why the capital g? hardly subliminal.
verr interesting. Methinks I am gonna stay a while.
vuja de was hilarious!
Thanks guys. I feel welcomed.
N - vuja de is not only funny but universally accepted too...(and the sermon begins! Apologies. Pardon the Guru, its the force of habit!)
BT - I agree, hardly subliminal. But pretty Guru-ish...dont u think...;-) ?