The Demolition Doll Rods at the Hi-Tone. And that’s that. As always, I
really don’t care what you do this week, because I don’t even know you, and
unless you can get that fabulous new princess of Norway to come visit Memphis
and thumb her nose at those who think her a commoner, then I’m sure I don’t
want to meet you. Besides, it’s time for me to hit the road and go check on
that Paula Jones nose cloud. If that thing bursts, we are in for it.
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