Aug 20, 2005 22:18
this is in response to the entry before this one
CanadianPolice08: me to is saddens my soul that you can not join me
CocotheMagicAggi: alas, the rain that overshadows thou gentle soul shalt be lifted, forsooth I shall ride upon my golden stallion, and free you from the chains of oppression, that mine unthoughtful spite hath caused thou. Forsooth, I ride now, to acquire what one calls Gatorade, and sip its nurturing moisture, and think of thine lady fair, knocking holes into yonder wall, as I do so, wishing with every breath I accompanied her in the destruction of this building, so fine and fair
do you people now see why I love this rockin kid and why he makes my day