My old man ain't right. Howard Barger's messed up enough to spawn the likes of me. In recognition and celebration of that, I whipped him up a little father's day CD.
I don't want to wear out the old workout disc again, so I created a new workout disc.
It's as if the Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in purest glittering samite, reached up out of the water and lobbed me a bug-fix, signifying that I, Arthur, was to rule Britain somewhat more efficiently, without the rare bug that caused saves to fail under system 6 while running over an AplleTalk network.
Being able to distinguish between good melody (or story or painting) and good politics should be considered a basic rudimentary issue for any intelligent person.
"The Cross" is Prince's best charismatic Christian number.
I haven't been to church for awhile, so my understanding of the Easter protocols may be a little rusty.
The mix tape, not the profane clip-art comic.