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. Warning: This site contains adult material!
I have started to rearrange the side bar I am not all that good with code so we could be headed for a melt down.
Thought I might just warn you all just in case things go terribly wrong.
Oh and if anyone has a good idea for a banner I would love to see it.
Posted by BlackGold at 10/16/2006 01:03:00 AM
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