mammans are in such trouble.
mammans are bullshit.
mammans always ruin a good time.
rage against the bleeps, mamman.
pogo bogo nogo flojo skeelow
the words i'm hearing right now via my censored music (please, can i just complain about this incessantly?): "makes me come alive, wanna touch the sky, free my soul and, uh,.. jmmerbrsss----
this has got to be shaun escoffery
free my soul
please, come home for the holidays.
are you washing your ass?
keeping yourself clean?
the simple things.
nothing more than feeeeeelings.
No more Christmas songs about Parrots