Time to get down on the dancefloor over at P.M. Marcontell "Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!" Dec 9, 2008 7:45:27 pm PST
Jayne (Husband): Oh, I think you might wanna reconsider that last part. See, I married me a powerful ugly creature. Mal (Wife): How can you say that? How can you shame me in front of new people? Jayne (Husband): If I could make you purtier, I would. Mal (Wife): You are not the man I met a year ago.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Buffista Music III: The Search for Bach
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
P.M. Marc - Dec 09, 2008 5:46:30 pm PST #10003 of 10003
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear