Super Agent Fred reveals that he and a gang of other local miscreants spent Friday evening in a Karaoke bar covering Hotel California and even the Captain and Tenille. One doesn't know whether to feel pity or disgust.
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I have Muskrat Love on my iPod. I freely admit it. But then, admitting you have a problem is the first step, isn't it? :)
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ReplyDelete...or envy. One could feel envy, right?
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