She's a lot like you. The dangerous type.

[cyrano]

Mao. Cranky Mao. I have been thwarted. Ebonlock loaned me lots of mix tapes, and I finally got around to putting one in my alarm clock this morning. It started off kind of funky--Prince, Beastie Boys, Stevie Wonder, that kind of thing. Then stayed funky. Kept staying funky. And just now it broke into Peter Murphy, but before he could get through more than three of the seven veils, the tape ended. Mao.