03-10-2004, 03:23 PM
she would only laugh at the attempt... you tell me how to shove a pencil through something that looks like...
and smells like:
and smells like:
<marquee>We are the music-makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams; World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams: Yet we are the movers and shakers Of the world for ever, it seems.</marquee>