I should have known Char and LAMS would lead us down THAT path.(lol)
Oh, did I forget to mention that in my trip on down to wonderland (sorry, Gord!) that I would be his mustache. A Guitar was a good choice, but at night Gord sets it aside after he's through strumming it. The pick has no sentimental value as he is forever dropping them or tossing them into a pocket. Ah, but that mustache kisses his lips constantly. He lovingly grooms and strokes it. He has such high reverence for it that despite a certain someone's request that it be shaven, she is over-ruled and so it is displayed proudly for all to see.
Whooooo! Go Mary Ann, Go Mary Ann
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