A brief explanation of why I chose the above picture...given a choice I've always chose the road less taken, if truth be told to be accurate the picture should be me with a backpack and a machete hacking my own path through the woods we call life

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

There once was a boy name of Flynn
Who went to town for to sin
To him she looked great
So he went on a date
But his eyesight was clouded by gin

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