Alice could see through the little old window of her home and into the rain where below was and still is LESS WICKED LAND. She wept to the rain, as the rage had left her. Seeing the tall thin man as an old convict on the corner, less kind then he ever was. Even more bitter also.

It is okay to be gullible, or not to be?

The answer still is no.

There must be a fight for a saner world also.

Can you be a believer in a better world and loot it?

Glue me to your pants now.

Dear, not everyone is perfect, and you sure aren't. Yet I have a better idea, check this stuff out!

When will the goodness save the world?

This spring will be different I swear it will, all invisible things will be golden, and chime well to my heart strings, I will pass through winters wall of pain, the winding road to straiten, till sun is spreading diamonds, you never realized so much before, about the wolf at the door, and I at the gates of war, with my new heart of gold, to strike against the tears before they fell to swords held by bloody warriors with no souls.

The dragon ate the dog, and I'm a sheep again, is all the edu in a plan? Running up the hills of female bodies, till while agonizing pain I fell into a lava tube, only to awake in a strange new earth.

Then the tail is eaten, which the confused animal is bound to do.

The Year of The Dragon is Back!

I suggest you pay up for the Robot girl in 12 hours or we will pull the plug on her. We are tired from her anyway!