writ it  I once accompanied a good friend to her beau's acoustic guitar playformance. He decided to try out a song that I knew the words to, and he needed a cribsheet. After the set, some weirdo beardo stepped in and asked if he could have the piece of lyrics-paper to "peruse" my handwriting. I felt like he was stealing pebbles from the footpath to my soul. fell on 2005-12-10 at 11:52 a.m. |
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