Yeah, but at least I can burn happy after masturbating to that first ape with the hawt acrylic hairdo.
But Alex. In the evening by the moonlight you whispered sweet nothings in my ear and promised to be faithful to me and to me alone. The strings are broken. This violin will never play again. I'm just devastated.
But Alex. In the evening by the moonlight you whispered sweet nothings in my ear and promised to be faithful to me and to me alone. The strings are broken. This violin will never play again. I'm just devastated.
The problem is.. that you were too busy trying to be Charlton Heston, when all I really wanted was Roddy McDowall in a gorilla suit.