Aug 222011
If there was a way for me to put this song into my veins, I think I would find a way to get over my fear of needles something quick-like.
I have to see them again before the end of the year or my heart will shrivel up into a prune. (And then Henry the Elder will try to eat it.)
Oh, Jonny.
Henry the Elder won’t try to eat it unless it’s “individually-wrapped”, will he? :-O
Ha-ha, good call! I might be safe without the cellophane!
He may be a douchebag but he sure can sing.