Why I Want To Play Guitar. (Or, Even Better Than Liquor.)
posted by Steve "Tiny" Michaels at 12:40 PM
Friday, May 11, 2007
About Me
- Name: Steve "Tiny" Michaels
- Location: Fort Wayne, Indiana, United States
I don't know if I'm too tightly wound, or completely undone. Let's get together sometime and you can decide for yourself. For those of you that have been to the 'real' Second Grade, you know what a comfortable place it can be....whether you're carousing loudly, enjoying the evening with friends or loved ones, or just sitting quietly by yourself, watching life's rich parade as it unfolds in front of your eyes. Second Grade is kind of a unique window on the world. I hope this site is, too.
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1 Comments:
I'm in a band full of guitar players. The girls don't care about me and I'm the best looking one.
They think they look so cool with those guitars.
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