Wednesday 19 February 2014

ONE DAY WE'LL ALL HAVE PERSONAL SPACESHIPS AND EVERYONE WILL BE HAPPY . . . . WOW, THE SIXTIES WAS SUCH A SPECIAL TIME TO GROW UP IN . . . . THE SPACE RACE, THE COLD WAR, THE IMMINENT THREAT OF MUTUALLY ASSURED DESTRUCTION . . . . BRING IT ALL BACK I SAY !!

LUCKY CHARM MASCOT ON THE PURPLE PENIS . . . . SOME FINK KID STOLE HIS TWIN
 WE GOT EM ALL LINED UP . . . . LOOKING FORWARD TO THE 'SNAKE AND MONGOOSE' FILLUM
 THIS IS GROUND CONTROL TO MAJOR TOM . . . . MAJOR TOM . . . . WAKE THE FUCK UP !!!
 NO TIME FOR THE OLD IN-OUT LOVE . . . . I'VE JUST COME TO READ THE METER
 THE SIXTIES WAS A TIME OF FUTURISTIC DESIGN AND PROMISE . . . . AND TINY, GUTLESS ENGINES
THE RISK OF EVERYTHING GOING TITS UP WAS PART OF THE ALLURE . . . . BIG ENGINE, PISSY CHASSIS 
 AND THEN THERE WAS KEN, CHILD STAR OF '67 . . . . BY '74 HE WAS SELLING HIS BUM ON SUNSET

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