I remember so many birthdays as a kid where the present that I dreaded the most (besides jewelry boxes) was a big, blank diary. I'd stare at that thing and wonder over the blank pages, too pretty to write on. But, I got over it. :) And here I am, mostly talking to myself, unless one of you out there decides to talk back. :)
A great, campy video about those wonderful men of 300. This song has been stuck in my head since Monday....then again, so has the imagery of the movie. :)
There's also a longer version of it.
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