I can't remember when I started a tour so close to home but it's kind of neat cuz guess where I get to konk? I was way into this cuz hodge was the drummerman for "contemplating the engine room" my first opera , alright. I think mike has a thing that's way much of his own though, these things that come to my mind are way tiny then to hear him speak his own voice through his guitar and his playing. I'm gonna really try hard to do good for him.
Mistress Claire: Leila has to lick my high heel shoes – Exquisite Slave
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