It’s probable that some or all of you have tried to fathom what it would be like to enter an unclothed and intimate situation with me. You might not know what I look like (not bad…like a 7/10 depending on the light), yet the attraction is firm and almost tangible.
The feeling is mutual, but time to spank you with bad news. A female of high repute and of good stock has agreed to take my hand in marriage. As of November 28, the term “husband” may be applied to me and shall be accurate. So unless you convince the better half of this union, do feel free to try, there shall be no non-musical amorousness between you and I.
The point? A good chum handed over a substantial record store gift certificate as a wedding present and this mix is made of the vinyl procured. Beginning in Ethiopia and wandering to Ghana, Togo, Angola, Brazil, Spain & Jamaica (Where the wedding will occur).
