Ahhhhhhhhhh! A glass [or 3] of red wine and playing The Grateful Dead on my plastic guitar. These are the things I used to live for. The smell of turkey dinner is just gravy. Erm...pardon the pun.
at Thursday, November 26, 2009 by Michael Krutzler
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