Saturday, January 19, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Keith Moon is, well, the best thing ever. Just watching him ought to burn calories. Nevermind the poncy so-and-so of Roger Daltrey, whom I'd probably punch in the face as long as I didn't actually have to meet him (at that point I'd just pee my pants and turn into the world's worst stalker-esque fan).