Tuesday, November 15, 2005

od

It's a terrible thing to realize one must write an ode for the morrow and having nothing to ode about. At such a crossroad, there is only one thing to do:

go see New York Doll.

3 comments:

KapkaVictim said...

here here.

Master Fob said...

Cough*odeto*cough*masterfob*cough.

phunny phanny said...

NYD -- Arthur Kane? I'll have to catch it.

 

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