| "I have no arguments and I don't drink milk." -- Bob Dylan |


Into the 60s Part 4 The predator crouched low in the grass, as still as ice, as quiet as air. The predator squinted his eyes at his prey, just on the other side of the bush, idly walking right into his trap. So easy, he thought, so perfect. A low growl escaped his lips as he waited for the perfect second to pounce. Wait for it, he muttered, wait for it. Just then, his prey was close enough, and with all of the menace and force of a jungle cat, the predator leapt out of his hiding place and right onto his prey.Into the 60s Part 4 by ~TaylorMayedQueenie
"DYLAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" Sammy roared as Dylan lay doubled over in laughter. Close to tears, Dylan rolled on the ground, cackling.
"S-s-s-sorry, Sam!" H
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✖ {Mama} I can hear that thunder roar
Echoing down from God's distant shore
I can hear them calling for my soul
Feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door ♫ ♪
-lyrics by Bob Dylan
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"And if my thought dreams could be seen,
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, ma.
It's like and life only"
--Bob Dylan
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✖ {Mama} I can hear that thunder roar
Echoing down from God's distant shore
I can hear them calling for my soul
Feel I'm knockin' on Heaven's door ♫ ♪
-lyrics by Bob Dylan
Icon made by ME
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CHECK OUT AND JOIN US! [link]
"And if my thought dreams could be seen,
They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
But it's alright, ma.
It's like and life only"
--Bob Dylan
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Stay Vain in Transylvania
Stay Sane in Transylvania
Remain in Transylvania