Was Robert Johnson the Blues guitarist who (as legends say) sold his soul to the devil at the crossroads? |
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I was on a train ride on the way to buffalo and as some of you know, trains just make you sleepy. It's almost impossible not to doze off in the sunny comfort of a train. I was dozing into lots of different naps and I was finding myself in different dreams. |
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Oohhumm
Was Robert Johnson the Blues guitarist who (as legends say) sold his soul to the devil at the crossroads? |
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Happiness is like peeing in your pants....
Everyone can see it. But only you can feel the warmth.
I have no idea. The name just came from her, randomly. That'd be interesting if it was. Anybody here know any robert johnsons? |
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Oohhumm
Happiness is like peeing in your pants....
Everyone can see it. But only you can feel the warmth.
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