When will she learn?

[quinnthe_eskimo]

Oh that mary starkey and her wiley ways

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[objectinmirror]

Aye, a flick of the wrist always does the trick...

[anonymous]

The Adirondacks belong to me and my people. We are the squirrels which cackle by your bedside at dawn. We are the mallards which whisper the secerts of the ages. We are the deer which feet the breast of the earth with wonder. We are the animals which have decayed to prepare a table of soft dirt for you to rest your weary feet upon. The twig belongs to us, and it was vowed in the days of Frederick Delano Roosevelt that our wood of magic would never be taken. Only the god of the flicked wrist may unleash its power, but it seems as if our god has betrayed us. Return the twig to the land, or Vanessa Carlton will be the object of our instatiable lust for vindication.

Love,
The Forest
1-800-Forest
Formerfirepit@hotmail.com

[xtreme_indian]

this doesnt beat the hot-air ballooning agar jelly.