“It’s found you stumblin’ / Stumblin’ onto the heart of Saturday night” (Tom Waits)
Really there’s nothing better than these wild nights with you & old man TW. Hypnotizing, fire in my soul & riding, riding, riding into the greatness of your frames.
ah, yes, Zamoysky, my polish princessa, an underground serpent, nocturnal, writhing and coiling all muscle, nerve and abject death, all muscle, nerve and abject death …..
“It’s found you stumblin’ / Stumblin’ onto the heart of Saturday night” (Tom Waits)
Really there’s nothing better than these wild nights with you & old man TW. Hypnotizing, fire in my soul & riding, riding, riding into the greatness of your frames.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
ay, Fritsch!
thanks pal! we ride together – through darkness and that other realm, isn’t that what it’s all about?
now … remember to pay the band, buddy, always remember to pay the band …..
Viva!
Å, mørk svartvitt, som eg elskar det.
ay, Johanne, så hyggeleg å sjå deg!
enig – det er ofte ei heilt eiga stemning i mørke svartkvitt-bilete. det er ofte vanskeleg å få nok 😀
Hepp!
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The Tunnel of the Serpent ?
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ah, yes, Zamoysky, my polish princessa, an underground serpent, nocturnal, writhing and coiling all muscle, nerve and abject death, all muscle, nerve and abject death …..
Viva!
Ååååå! Elsker det i midten! Herlig! 🙂
ay, thanks, doll!
lille stavanger .. er en egen planet. en uh folketom planet 😀
*ler*
Hepp!