But then we actually pulled it off and i thougt “well not quite, gunnar wouldve gotten caught.”
Most of my capers get executed (eventually) with some degree of success. Doors-to-nowhere are my kryptonite, though.
Doors-to-nowhere are my kryptonite, though.
Man sized speakers guarded by skinny black bouncers too! [:)]
Lol. i know, brother, just razzin’ ya’ a little
[reply] Doors-to-nowhere are my kryptonite, though.
Man sized speakers guarded by skinny black bouncers too! [:)]
Lol. i know, brother, just razzin’ ya’ a little[/reply]
Haha! It was a stocky white dude posted on the door for most of the night. The black dude just came over to laugh at my dumb ass!