Blank is what I felt when I read that my favourite guitarist of all time, Roy Buchanan, had

died.   (was a few years ago now, but every now and then I'll hear something of his and recall that day)

Respect is all you can have for the great masters of

music.

Ping is what I do when I flick my finger on some chicks ass.... and thump, bang, clunk is what I get back for being too darned

sassy.

That's very interesting indeed... might have to investigate when I'm less underwhelmed.

Sassy is a good thing when it comes to chicks asses. The sassier they are the more you want to

BITE ...... them.

^^^^

Face covered with whip cream and cherries on top, and oh what a way to

go.

Time enough for all good things to begin

again.

Again I will have to do it all ......

later.

Droves is what they call a multitude of disinterested or perhaps disheartened

people. 

All kidding aside I'd really like to know why. If there is someone out there reading these threads please drop by and let me and starkers know why.

Its no fun if others stay away.

Dodo were S.L.U.F.'s meaning short little ugly

fellas. (Hint)

Got a ton of the 'Right Stuff' and as if that weren't enough they also have the gift of

gab.

Jordache ain't got nuthin' on my Nikes cause they are the fastest fashion goin'

nowhere.

Been there, done that then turned the corner and found to my utter un-delight that I was my own shadow after

all.

Again they say ... come hither not yonder you dimwitted fool lest the folks hereabouts notice and take a switch to your

butt.