A strange, yet lively evening. Good effort people.

For all the weary souls grown bored with dreaming
Whose thirst for knowledge and beauty goes unslaked
For all who long to wake from what is seeming
And know what's real, and what is real, to embrace.

Ketchup, for f**ks sake, rid the planet of this evil.

Posted By: The Tudster, Sep 12, 23:23:43