Me and my shadow, strolling down the avenue... How about a picture of you and me holding hands, I'll be holding a rose and you'll be holding your nose. Maybe we should call the doctor and ask him to up our meds? I'm calling you in sick tomorrow. I hate it when we have these public personality breaks. Where's Wolf when we really need her? I think we need to take a nice long winter's nap. Why don't you tell Onyx and Sycamore to stop pretending to be us while we're asleep? Nighty-nighty now.
Last edited by marichiko; 12-06-2004 at 11:49 PM.
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