a peripheral member of the ancient and hermetic order of the shrill
and currently suffering from republikkkan related tourette's.
from the SEXY locale of Milwaukee, now with photo enhancements!
feline exploitation, art, and random stuff.
Saturday, May 08, 2010
Try not to think of Johnny Cash’s “Folsom Prison Blues.”
I hear the train a comin' It's rollin' 'round the bend, And I ain't seen the sunshine, Since, I don't know when,