I think that skinny assed Canuck broad, Shananna Twain or whatever her name was started "country" music on a downward spiral it has never recovered from.

I almost could believe that Trayor Swifty chick could be her spawn.


The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?