Like a bat out of hell
I'll be gone when the morning comes
When the night is over
Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone gone gone
Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes
But when the day is done
And the sun goes down
And moonlight's shining through
Then like a sinner before the gates of heaven
I'll come crawling on back to you...
Pretty much describes my feelings about this place.
So, haven't been here since around June-July. What have I missed?
(10-22-2012, 06:30 AM)Loken Wrote: You two stop your bickering. Sometimes I feel like everywhere I look you're both swinging metaphysical punches at one another across the internet.
Be nice or don't say anything to each other.
You might want to check your computer clock. It's been some time since I've responded to anything he's said there, Loken.