| OT: The big swap
To those not familiar with the story, my new tank had come in with a large scratch across the front pane 
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...and when I'm old and wise
little things mean little to me
like autumn winds they'll blow right through me
and someday, in the mist of time
when they ask you if you knew me
remember that you were a friend of mine
Last edited by boozeman : 06-17-2008 at 04:43 AM.
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