My New Car

The Durango-95 purred away real horrorshow a nice, warm, vibraty feeling all through your guttiwuts. Soon, it was trees and dark, my brothers, with real country dark. We fillied around for a while with other travellers of the night, playing hogs of the road. Then we headed West. What we were after now was the old surprise visit. That was a real kick, and good for laughs and lashings of the old ultra-violence.<br /><br />FaceBook<br />http://www.facebook.com/TheGardenSnake<br /><br />Twitter <br />https://twitter.com/#!/thegardensnake