Thursday, March 24, 2005
Good Christ, where did this all come from? The heads descended upon my little bungalow with a vengence, with something to prove... They are the new batch. And I put them all to sleep. Take care, little ones. And don't dilute yourselves in the thought that you can stand up to the Original O.G. D-Boys. It will happen this way each and every time you get too big for your britches.