Somewhere In The Land of Evil Atheists
I was browsing the duty-free shop in Madrid Airport today and found Myself thinking of Nazis. Then, for some reason, children. The combination, naturally, made me think of child-rape; which, in turn, lead to you. Then I thought how sort of ironic it was that thinking of Nazis, children and kiddy-rape would cause Me to think of My favorite Hitler Youth. It was right then, and this is where it gets kind of spooky, that I spotted the attached music box. I saw it and I couldn’t resist.
Wish You Were here,