While in a trance at church this morning I discovered that in my last life I was a gay hairdresser named Jean-Paul who was all the rage in Manhattan during the late 70's. But I died of a drug overdose in 1976, passing out in the middle of performing the Funky Chicken at Studio 54.
So here I am.
Sunday, February 27, 2005
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um...?!
Hwoinch !!!
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