M1A1. Thousand miles an hour
Gorillaz on the bass drum.
Gorillaz says he wants some. Some!
I say:
La la la la la la la la la la. Hey!
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Who once were seniors, now are middle-aged. Reduced to numbers:
Dave = i, Trav is #1, e ergo 'eznutz, AChen is an unknown quantity, and I am 3 of 4; the drone car.
This blog stopped being parody of the Elkridge Hollerer after the epilogue post, but there is still self-parody, and, of course, lots of bad spelling and grammar. This chapter of my life is over. There are no further posts after December 31, 2009.
Thank you for reading.
M1A1. Thousand miles an hour
Gorillaz on the bass drum.
Gorillaz says he wants some. Some!
I say:
La la la la la la la la la la. Hey!
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