As we hurry away to the end, my friend,
Of this sad little farce called existence,
We are sure that the future will bring one thing,
And that is the grave in the distance.
And so when our lives run along all wrong,
And nothing seems real or certain,
We can comfort ourselves with the thought (or not)
Of that spectre behind the curtain.
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Monday, September 04, 2006
Sunday Speedo Frenzy
Running a bit behind on the postings here's Speedo Sunday. Hope that keeps you busy for a while. Hope your long weekends are great its a shame its almost over.
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