Foxfires Musings

The more I look at it, the more guilty I feel… like I... 



The more I look at it, the more guilty I feel… like I just scratched his Tommy Shaw solo album.  Or he came home and found me listening to Night Ranger without him. Or I accidentally referred to his hair as ‘frosted’ and not ‘streaked’.  Or he doesn’t feel like Frampton feels.  Or he’s mad that Damn Yankees haven’t been inducted to the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame yet.  It’s like I wore the *one* kind of Bonnie Bell lip gloss he was allergic to.  This guy is looking Dee Snyder right in the face and saying “we’re not gonna take it either!”  Eddie Money’s got two tickets to paradise, but this guy has two coupons to The Sizzler. Actually he’s probably ticked that Tawny Kitaen wouldn’t do the splits on his Yugo.    ~Aimee~

It has been quiet around here... 

…even for Tumblr.  And I don’t mean there are no pictures being shared, I just mean… nobody is talking.  Nobody is writing anything.  I’m guilty as charged.  I kinda miss hearing people’s thoughts.  

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