The whistling deer head is stuck to the wall. It cannot get you from there.
Rabid
At Flashes in the Dark
(Thank you, Lori!)
**some of you will remember this from the good ol' days
**On Another note, I decided to make a conversational, rambling blog called, Blahh...Og. I think the title is quite explanatory. ;-) Feel welcome to visit and jump in with me.
