tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-142082769706660290.post3834148304972990388..comments2023-06-17T05:36:40.557-04:00Comments on Transylvania Gentlemen: Dark Night of the SoulTransylvania Gentlemenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08563428456402168755noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-142082769706660290.post-58820741198389279932008-11-09T15:47:00.000-05:002008-11-09T15:47:00.000-05:00I remember days of my own like like that. Now I'm...I remember days of my own like like that. Now I'm stranded in a dry county with no car and no ways of exit (except maybe for this thing that feels like its growing in my side on a day to day basis, but that is beside the point), just dreaming I could have a bottle of Duvet which I've never tried or something like Jagermeister or Bailey's Irish Cream or Guniess or anything to get out of this place where one day bleeds into the next, and I'm forced to go to Bill Gaither's bands' concerts.<BR/><BR/> I mean Sonya Isaacs with her mouth closed and not wearing a jacket in an attempt to cover up her very nice assets is like a trip to Disney Land.<BR/><BR/>However, the all buttoned up version filling my head with that brand of music is more than any man should have to endure.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com