Up the airy mountain, down the rushy glen
May. 30th, 2003 04:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
substituteWe daren't go a hunting because of the TOTALLY INSANE FREAKAZOID HIPPIES that all BELIEVE IN FAIRIES and DANCE AROUND IN BATHROBES AND WINGS.
That's where I met the Leprechaun. He tells me to burn things.
That's where I met the Leprechaun. He tells me to burn things.