Imagine that you are in a barbershop and you look at the mirror on the facing wall and you see it all reflected in the mirrors behind you and the images curve out of sight. Something like that.
It's like the best of 1960s Rhythm and Blues. . .and being aware the lyrics speak the truth is why I no longer have anything vested in life, though waiting to be out of the waiting room is a bit annoying. If you have any ideas on how I can be more obnoxious for it, living life under protest, lemme ken.
It's like the best of 1960s Rhythm and Blues. . .and being aware the lyrics speak the truth is why I no longer have anything vested in life, though waiting to be out of the waiting room is a bit annoying. If you have any ideas on how I can be more obnoxious for it, living life under protest, lemme ken.
Actually, you are doing really well at that.
Thank you from the furthest reaches of my nostrils.
The Pink Panther theme music... very nice