John Martyn - Don't Want To Know
Friday, 30 January 2009
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When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
2 comments:
Just a couple days ago, I commented on a blog that contained similar sentiments about multiple realities.
improve your memory
I think I'm in one right now. BTW did you read this website?
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