Thursday, 3 June 2010

Gotta be pure galang unda stress...

... and this song helps me for some reason.  When demons are threatening to slit my throat i listen to this, imagine i'm in Baltimore in 1972,  lying on the beach with young Kris Kristofferson about to go down on me.
Comforts me for about 5 minutes.

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