New Orleans - the ideal place to get shot
Away from the partying it was obvious to a dedicated follower of the city that disaster was around the corner
via J walk.
(Also of interest is this comment: My first boyfriend used to write me poetry. Found out later they were plagiarized Kinks songs.)
Comments: davies on n'awlins
He never says why he chased the robber though. I have to say; gallantry has limits and they involve being thankful all you lost was your wallet/jewellery.
Posted by armaniac at September 16, 2005 12:51 PM
You Really Shot Me.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 03:05 PM
Alas, I agree, there are defintely limits to gallantry.
All I got's this sunny afternoon.
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 04:03 PM
You are right. It is a very nice Days.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 04:19 PM
well...chilly, chilly is the evening time
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 04:24 PM
with a wet-in-Kew sunset.
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 07:23 PM
But I am so lazy, don’t want to wander
I stay at home at night
But I don’t feel afraid*
As long as I gaze on Jolimont sunset
I am in paradise...
Posted by boynton at September 16, 2005 08:16 PM
Posted by Tony.T at September 16, 2005 09:12 PM