You know that feeling? It's not deja vu, you swear it's real, not a brainchem fork, you're sure you hear that thing but you heard something just like it some while ago. That's what it is, it's a throughline.
You know that feeling? It's not deja vu, you swear it's real, not a brainchem fork, you're sure you hear that thing but you heard something just like it some while ago. That's what it is, it's a throughline.
A day without prog is a day for normals.
Must be a bad moon somewhere.
Lolly pops, chocky drops, eat your cake and have it.
Smells funky enough to eat.
Every dachshund is a parade in its own right.
It's prog, so more than 7 songs per hour is defeat. Sorry.
G bless, G rest, G
Reach out and touch someone. Or else.
Nothin' beats breakin' rocks in the hot Sun.
What did you THINK these boots were made for?