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English Muffin isn’t much of a hat girl, but she does want a cowboy hat. Not the belt, boots or chaps. Although if they happen to become available at the same time as the hat, she could be convinced to… Read more ›
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Leather pants and popcorn
Metal show circa 1992 Park in BFE 2 hours before show Make way to seat/lawn and get comfy. Wait for 730pm surrounded by sweaty drunk metal heads screaming. Scream during show, watch mosh pit rowdiness, inhale secondhand smoke, leave seat… Read more ›
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk?
I don’t know about you but my trunk is full. I’ve a butt load of old books I really need to take to the bookstore. I’m up to my arse in candles; scented, coloured, plain and/or a mix of all… Read more ›