Hello,. . This is devo. We would like. to say Thingsgo both ways. New ideas stupid moves. Nightmares or dreams come true. Mucho work minus play. Tension mounts in a twisted face.
Well she was walking. All alone. Down the street. In the alley. Her name was Sally. I never touched her. She never saw it. When she was hit by (space junk).
Race of doom. Is it on. Is it off. Reply. . It's a matter of time. It's a matter of luck. It's a factor of chance. 'Til i self-destruct. You fire at random.