when I was not quite 3 years old, and I had only learned to talk, I called the police once. I didnt know who i was calling, but i started to hit numbers on the phone. after about 12 numbers, someone started to talk to me. With enthusiasm in my voice I told the nice person that "My daddy is lighting a fire". my dad, of course, was lighting a fire. In the fireplace. I loved it when my dad had fires and i just had to share my excitment. I hung up the phone. Six minutes later 4 police cars, 2 fire trucks and 2 ambulances were blocking the road infront of my house. Oops.
Like a virgin on promnight!
-Thom.Savery.
please pardon the cacography.
CCR.. PPP..
"go down to the bottom bunk and finish yourself"