Mrs Vagabond and I went to the St Ives music festival.In one pub we had a drink in, there was an old gal there strumming an equally old guitar, singing in a good, rough ol' blues way, 'I said to him I sure like your key, but yer puttin it in the wrong keyhole ... '
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Tue 28 Apr 2009, 13:44,
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