Sorry, that was me.. Im in troley mythology as the angel of death, when an old trolley comes to the end of its time, i appear from the mists, draped in dark robes, and with a blowtorch in tow.. look it straight in the face and tell it one of the last things it ever hears:
Christop is rather and likes it. He enjoys. He is indeed. He does. He most definitely thinks so, and would like to try it one day. He lives somewhere and has a number. It is called 'six', and likes it.
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Sorry, that was me.. Im in troley mythology as the angel of death, when an old trolley comes to the end of its time, i appear from the mists, draped in dark robes, and with a blowtorch in tow.. look it straight in the face and tell it one of the last things it ever hears:
Alright you, get in the river.
where exactly is the bridge? very nice and mysterious :)
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hey christop, can you tell me how to post photos on the site directly?
There's some stuff on Blogger here about how to post images to your blog.
all good carts come to an end
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