Please, just leave me alone. . .
Where am I going . . .
Hey, shadow, you’re supposed to be behind me. You know that right?
THIS WEEK FEATURES PICTURES FROM ONE MORNING AT THE LAKE IN TRADITION FLORIDA
Brother, can you spare a dime?
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart, the waiting is the hardest part. So right, Tom, so right.
I am long, tall and built for speed. But you can just call me Sally.
And, thank heavens, I don’t ever need Lynyrd Skynyrd to be a free bird. Oh, how I hate that song.
So, guys, do we play thrash metal or punk? Alt-pop is so yesterday.
Alright, everybody, it’s time to do the Bristol Stomp!
This is the line for tickets to the Byrds concert, right?