With more than just a nod to this.
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8 comments:
over my dead body....
my, what big eyes he has.
Marvellous Marvell.
i woke up feeling cheerful this morning....
hey, not so fast there, cochise. one never knows when that bus with your/my/his/her name on it will 'round the next corner...
jeez.
marvin. sigh. he and tammy were the only ones who sang "ain't no mountain hiiiiiiigh enough" worth listening too.
Deliciously Macabre!!
One note: In the link you provided the blogger draws attention to the candle. It is obviously a phallic symbol. Think of the implications if the candle were large, fat, dripping, & burning bright. It would quite change the tone, eh?
I just checked out the links...make hay while the sun shines.
Who the hell is Jade?
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