"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
New rules
Coming down the pike to force bloggers to admit who they’re whoring for.I’m coming clean: money, free baubles, or other shit are not accepted here at the BB.
I’m coming clean: money, free baubles, or other shit are not accepted here at the BB.
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