Yeah, I grew up being force fed movies like Holiday Inn and White Christmas. It's only natural I should rebel against it. Clarinets give me the willies. Although Bing Crosby is God in that genre of music.
Crazy He Calls Me? How is that anything but magnificent. I love this style of music. It relaxes me sooooo much.
Perhaps some ointment would help. Alright, alright, World on Fire is good, and that one about chopping up women was pretty catchy.
Ouch, man. That betrayal stings like a mothersmurfer.
I guess I did. I didn't even notice. Still don't like it though.
Did...did you just call it that jazz ? Yeah. Shame on you.
Oh my god that would be awesome! Those were the only reason I listened to GNR. I'm not too big into that jazz .
I was going to write something about Aeris until I read the Daring Dashwood bit. I hope, in Vegas, they have a pure Dashwood radio channel.
EEEEAAAGLE CLAW!
Argyle, you magnificent bastard!
