Have you ever[1] felt like you wish your hands were razor sharp claws that could easily disembowel somebody with a simple flick of your wrist? Linknotes: *sings* ever felt like this? ↩
I upped with my fist and I shattered his jaw. He fell to the ground with his knees doubled up But it wasn’t I hit him, ’twas Johhny Jump Up. 20 April 2006
Yep. Every day. And every other day. It's why I'm a nailbiter – it's to protect the people around me…
Come. Come join us, child.
Every day for the past several weeks!!! That is a great picture. Scary as hell, but great!
Um, no. I guess I'm not that confrontational. I do find myself wishing for invisibility.
I'm already there Anne :)
It is great Carl isn't it? Just perfect.
Invisible so you can rip out their guts without being caught Ann?