Lately I've been out of my head. I have so much on my plate sometimes I just completely lose focus of reality and attempt to take a break. The past few days I've been listening to The Allman Brothers and dreaming of life on the road with Gregg Allman. What is it about Gregg Allman? I don't do blondes. Never have. But he just does it for me, even though he's ripened to qualify for social security. And just for laughs: Utter perfection, right? I could give Cher a run for her money.Even in her prime. I'll run with Gregg anyday. It's an odd and sort of guilty fantasy, precisely why I chose to air it here. I know you guys will love me through dirty laundry and cellulite! Now it's your turn, name your poison...
Utter perfection, right? I could give Cher a run for her money.Even in her prime. I'll run with Gregg anyday. It's an odd and sort of guilty fantasy, precisely why I chose to air it here. I know you guys will love me through dirty laundry and cellulite! Now it's your turn, name your poison...
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