It's been a month, will be another, until the busting down the door. They'll carry him away; they'll strip him clean. They'll lock him in a padded box some fifteen storeys high where the sun is just a brat that spits then goes away. Oh the more it changes, the more it stays the same...
quote:Originally posted by Ynys Trebes: blacky should write his autobiography so we know what the hell happened exactly...
still bummed out
Just check my wiki page, there is a clue. I can't really say in a nice way what happened. Me too I'm bummed out, but life goes on and I certainly won't miss those guys for a while.