The Stig
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Politics, Preachers and Pansy
Today I got asked, while playing my guitar, if I played the guitar. No. Of course not. Here is a snippet of said guitar: I put on the Stig sticker to cover a chip, but there are quite a few scratches on her (him? It?) so I was thinking I’d buy Continue reading
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Well, This Ain’t Gerard Singing.
www.mychemicalromance.com Anyway, I don’t want to start talking about middle-aged men and their band’s replacement drummer. Or their children. Congratulations, by the way, Frank and Jamia. One question: you mentioned daughters. Does this mean that instead of naming one of them Frank, you’ve named one Francesca? Just a thought. Right, go-karting Continue reading
