I'm back. I'm here. Wow. Feels Great.
I stand on a small island among a sea of white
Outstretched before me the great arms of mother nature herself
Calling me to her
Her purfume is a two stroke essence, reminding one of epic voyages accross her great expanses
Her voice that of the faintest falling snow
She whispers to me....
Hurry up and get your $*C&ing snowboard on and come ride me you son of a #@!t*h!
Monday, January 10, 2005
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1 comment:
Thats pretty funny man. Good post
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