Oh Oh
Why did none of you tell me that I would like Man Man? Is it because (a) you haven't heard them, (b) you didn't think I'd like them, or (c) you didn't think of me at all?
Hand percussion. Marimbas. Yelling. Chaos. A Clarinet, played old-timey style! Compton?!
I love all of these things more now.
Hand percussion. Marimbas. Yelling. Chaos. A Clarinet, played old-timey style! Compton?!
I love all of these things more now.
posted by Stanley at 23:14
2 Comments:
Existence Beacon tells lies.
(And who the fuck is "Ray?")
(c) I did not, nor do i ever, think of you, Stanley.
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