Sunday, February 11, 2007
In My Dreams
Last night I dreamed that I was standing outside a hotel room with a very young Greg Allman. Apologetically I told him that although I liked the Allman Brother's Band, I never listened to his solo albums. He understood and said it was okay. When he leaned in toward my lips, I wondered if I could successfully French kiss someone while I had a mint in my mouth. I could, and we stood there kissing for some time.
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Frampton, Allman, Daultry... how can I remember them all?
Anyway, I'm glad I have you to set the records straight Tai.
Thanks!
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