The Lashes
On the music player, click "Sometimes The Sun".
As the music hits, imagine yourself at a place, maybe outside, on a beach, where a mandatory keg makes it home. As you pump your glass full of more party, the sweet stench of sticky icky invades your nasal cavity, the waves crash, the music blast and life doesn't stuck.
P.S. Absolutely no FLATLINERS allowed.
Join me.
Friday, April 7, 2006
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