Mr. Galore's nocturnal revelation last night:
"Oh dear, dear, dear dear dear dear dear. Stupid Detroit."
He once sang "doo doo doo doo doo" in his sleep, as though he were frolicking carefree through wildflowers. Now he's so concerned all the time.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
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