Well Odd, why don't you write horror film like the Hand (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hand_(1981_film) where your 'organ' takes on a life of its own and terrorizes the user and the countryside.
Tell you about being dead. My mother, then in her 80's, told me this. She went to the funeral of a girl friend. The coffin was covered with a blanket of roses. Another friend with my mom, said she would like to be buried with a blanket of roses. Mom replied: I don't care if I'm buried with a blanket of shit. I'm DEAD!
Sounds like a dead beat to me.
“If you know the way broadly you will see it in everything." - Miyamoto Musashi
(Is disappoint to see this is not about Hammond B-3's)
"You win 100% of the fights you avoid. If you're not there when it happens, you don't lose." - William Aprill
"I've owned a guitar for 31 years and that sure hasn't made me a musician, let alone an expert. It's made me a guy who owns a guitar."- BBI
Donating my organ would be no big thing.
Retar’d LE. Kinesthetic dufus.
Don’t tread on volcanos!