Every now and then during one's life, they will tend to come across a kind of dry spell, which of course in this case is somewhat peculiar since this gypsy should possess the ability to cast counter spells. Nonetheless, perched on the sand bar she was. But when somebody is drawn to one extreme for an extended period of time it is inevitable that they will sooner or later be hallin ass towards the other extreme. In this case, later. Either way, after a kick start from our friend Dylan, she's back on the train with a ticket for a long ride. Good job Mr. Wood, welcome.
- Your Friends
p.s. Do I even have to say it Zack?
Disclosure: Don't be mad, embrace the love like you've embraced all of us.