Babe, baby, baby, I'm gonna leave you.
I said baby, you know I'm gonna leave you.
Ill leave you when the summertime,
Leave you when the summertime comes arollin
Leave you when the summer comes along.
Will and Wont :|
I hate imaginary conversations. HATE.
And GRE is tormenting me :|
I think this post should halt the comment wars.
All hail Take the Hickey, Suchi's new child after her old one, the ball Spiky was lost to orphan children.
Someday, Ill provide detailed explanations about all these terms and their relations to each other. Today is not that day.
We must all vent and whine sometime. I think our brains might implode otherwise.
I don't want brain juice pouring out of my ears.
What I do want is more Led Zep.
Over and out.