Nobody knows the wreck of a soul the way you do...

Wednesday, February 09, 2005

I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby...

I desperately want an electric guitar. Preferably one that is not a piece of shite. Preferably one that is a Fender Strat. I'll keep my eyes peeled for that flying pork roast.

Look! Look! Isn't it PRETTY??

MUST. HAVE. AAAHHH!
*wipes rabid drool from chin*

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