Blinded by Hyperlights, please donate generously
Hoppers are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
tHeReS gOoD aNd EvIl iN EaCh InDiViDuAl fIrE, iDeNtIfIeS nEeDs AnD fEeDs OuR dEsIrEs.
"...We don't stop playing because we get old, we get old because we stop playing......."
Blinded by Hyperlights, please donate generously
You aren't thinking or really existing unless you're willing to risk even your own sanity in the judgment of your existence.
Green peppers, lime pickle and whole-grain mustard = best sandwich filling.
"...We don't stop playing because we get old, we get old because we stop playing......."
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
Feed me Chocolate!!! Feed me NOW!
Written by: mausWritten by: Mr_Chutney
Will anyone have space for a tentless chutney on Sunday evening? Hyperlight is likely heading back on Sunday, whereas I was planning to wait until monday...
Hey darlin, I have to work on monday so will be staying at home on sunday night, this means I can leave my tent up for you if you want it?
Then I'll take it down monday night when I get home from work?
"...We don't stop playing because we get old, we get old because we stop playing......."
Feed me Chocolate!!! Feed me NOW!
Feed me Chocolate!!! Feed me NOW!
"...We don't stop playing because we get old, we get old because we stop playing......."
Feed me Chocolate!!! Feed me NOW!
"...We don't stop playing because we get old, we get old because we stop playing......."
Written by: Bird
*joins the stuck at work brigade*
Cake or Death?
Using the keywords [falmouth 6 really falmouth] we found the following existing topics.