Today I crafted a Metafilter post about him, so take a peek over there and then come back here and tell me what I already know - that Kris Kristofferson is the Greatest Man that Ever Lived.
Kris Kristofferson, above, is fucking Sweet Sweetstofferson
Friday, May 20, 2005
SOMETIMES THERE'S A MAN
Those of you who know me well know that I want, more than anything in the world, to be Kris Kristofferson - to have lived his life, to have lost what he lost, loved what he loved, and thought what he thought.
Today I crafted a Metafilter post about him, so take a peek over there and then come back here and tell me what I already know - that Kris Kristofferson is the Greatest Man that Ever Lived.
Kris Kristofferson, above, is fucking Sweet Sweetstofferson
Today I crafted a Metafilter post about him, so take a peek over there and then come back here and tell me what I already know - that Kris Kristofferson is the Greatest Man that Ever Lived.
Kris Kristofferson, above, is fucking Sweet Sweetstofferson
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You know what? If you don't like Kristofferson, you can just leave. No, seriously - just turn around and make your way home. Git out. Ya hear? Git.
Sorry, I was taking my time to consider whether I prefer the musical stylings of Lee Hazelwood to the silver-tongued devil, Mr. Kristofferson. "One Velvet Morning" & "The House Song" make a strong case for the former, but you really can't mess with Kris.
A renaissance man like himself is the essence of mythical Americana.
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