… but can you believe when you get up to leave that the party is going full swing?
and the host is a ghost who will offer the most and pretend it’s a serious thing.

So, happenstance finds you’ve a beautiful mind and all thoughts are directed through song. You’ve a hankering pang to go out with a bang. Saunter off as if nothing is wrong.

Now I may not be bright, but I promise tonight that Saint Daniels will not speak a word. But you know that I lie, and I just don’t know why. When I say shot like that, it’s absurd!!

So my last night for sure with my thoughts fresh and pure, I will bid my farewells to you all. With my day a remnant, I can say that I spent the best time coz we all had a ball.

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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