04-30-2005, 04:36 AM
Just the other day somebody said I was a meaner nastier version of Doc Holliday. Like Doc Holliday... With hemroids, I believe is what they said.
I considered lobbing off a spare shot in their general direction for that remark.
I considered lobbing off a spare shot in their general direction for that remark.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."