There goes on putting the strips together, building up the audio, turning on the monitor, use all things possible and then, ya it's oh so quiet, but soon again another thing explodes, queep watching till the rock goest to sand then becomes sand and make their own city, and then make our own city ...
"... sand ..."
19 ágúst 2006
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