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Originally Posted by innerSpaceman
I don't have to promise, chicky. When it comes to me and gettin' tied up, it's all out guaranteed.
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What a trip...my lips are zipped, can you grip?
My verse to all those shakin' in their boots goes thusly:
Focus those glims
here for a moment, then riff away.
Translation: Read the beatnik dictionary a bit, then make stuff up.
You cats have no clue how un-hip I was just a few days ago! A regular Cylde. But it's far more fun on this side.
