Oh, Halston.
You are lucky in so many ways.
Never has your house burned down.
Never have you been beaten senseless onstage by suburban TOUGHS.
Never have you dropped your last centimo in a babbling brook, only to have it swallowed by a poisonous frog.
Never have your fingers left your hands (nor your toes, your feet).
Never have you run out of bullets at an inopportune moment.
and
&
and
Never have your myspace fiends failed to make ye smile.
Oh, Halston.
You are lucky in so many ways.
A man out of time,
Count Flexeril IV
