Gimmicks, chillaxing, places I've been, am, will be, together, syncretism, intimating that Neil Finn is dead on Auckland radio during prime-time, incredibly cheap nasty instruments, syncretinism. I'm think I'm okay now.
and anything Isaac Brock so much as touches.
Life On Mars, at the moment. Television is dangerous.
The interior of this edition has hordes of maddening silverfish in it. Is that a good analogy? The hollah, the hollah.
Pioneering filibusters, obviously.