I may be a zombie boy, seeking father’s cohort.
Or a measure of a shooter’s lead
I may tell how much water will fall on your head
I may be Blaine’s measured support
And it's a eye for eye, Tooth for tooth, It's a lie, That's the truth
I may be a zombie boy, seeking father’s cohort.
Or a measure of a shooter’s lead
I may tell how much water will fall on your head
I may be Blaine’s measured support
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
dude that was a good one... is it a gauge [or gage in the case of the boy]?
is it the beam?
Originally Posted by R_of_G
gauge it is!
A Goose for you with the buckshot already removed!
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
mmm... fair day goose... *drools*
*Hands R of G a napkin*
All that's left of what we were is what we have become.
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