March 30, 2009 by vinylburns
A friendly correspondent passed on these kind words, and while I don’t really understand what he mean’t, I felt you all deserve to stay in touch with how my public see me.
So, here you are…
Burns are all that are left scorching the dirty paisley carpet The Vinyl once strode upon, exploding into the lime and predominantly bage light creating a road others’ can never follow; 4 litres of Chocolate milk? Is this a challenge?
Is this a question of ignorance?
Wise man say: “They know not who they put to the test, tis the Vanilla Vizzle tis the BewilderBawizzle; Armageddon will come to pass, and pass it shall, there will stand only one, they shall call him not Vinyl or Burns, they shall call him; The Teeth of Destiny.”
That’s what the kids are saying thizzle dizzle.