so much style without substance,so much stuff
without style…it’s hard to recognize the real thing
only comes around every once in a while,like a
rare and precious metal,buried beneath a ton of
rock,it takes some time and trouble to separate
it from the stock,and in the meantime,
….you hear a lot of useless talk.(rush,power windows.grand designs)
that’s Lindsay, swimming around in a ocean of
trash,……..nuff said

What? Word is bond? What the pickled devil’s entrails is he talking about? Landon’s words make me think of that old joke.

“I wouldn’t kick her out of bed for eating crackers.”

“What else would she be doing in your bed?”