Soft.Spoken.Madness.

"Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it's knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world." -TCO

Whew. As long as he doesn’t smile. It sort of gives me the creepers. The ‘stache suits him.

Whew. As long as he doesn’t smile. It sort of gives me the creepers. The ‘stache suits him.