The Second Cunning, Same As the First
Been away. Been a one way, then been another way. 'Twas the milky way, and I did it my way - the freeway. Or the high way? No, I was soberware, I was. Once again I was laid up in bed with vast amounts of ectoplasm clogging up my chest cavity; lung-butter to spare. I don't really want to get into it,... Sign in to see full entry.