thora

Had you said red jello wrestling I mighta been tempted to hop on my guitar and brave the chill night winds at upper temperatures during the flight over but, alas, I'm low on baby fat oil and I'm not sure if it's duck season and you know how those beer guzzling, fluorescent orange, hunter types like to take pot shots at anything that moves across a cloud or two....(shudder). Besides, I still have social phobia so can we make this an astral thing like maybe over at the intersection of 5th and Orgone or something and will you please wear the red and black stockings and the big black staks? Please?

Regardless, have a happy birthday love! I'm gonna leave ya alone now and retreat back into my garden of guitars. I'm trying to make a bass player out of Candide but he just keeps consuming vast quantities of Sangria and mumbling about golden statues of nubile young women in a climate controlled valley somewhere. I was tempted to go off with him until I found out they had no electricty and I couldn't plug my music gear in anywhere.....what fun is that!

Blessed be...

awe, If I wasn't on shift that day I'd let yah shake some booty for some rent moneys