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I really like this pic too. RIR was awesome, can't imagine being in a crowd that big. Of course if it was a chance to see and hear Adam I would manage somehow. Great stream and I'm watching complete concert videos over and over.

We all know Adam has the the prettiest eyes...but those lips!!! Just hanging and pouting...OMG

This picture hits all the buttons for me. And it's not even a full body shot ;) No surprise here that it has so many "likes".

Sauli is among thousands of others who like this picture. Even Adam likes it.

Story time... Kung-fu style...


Bert was practising his Shaolin kung-fu which he had learnt from his Sifu for many years. He was going through the meticulous moves of his specialty, the praying-mantis hook that required extreme concentration and internal power.
After the routine he sat on a stone bench, looking rather troubled. The reason being, his close confidante had run into trouble with a rival kung-fu clan and they had captured him. He couldn't get any news of his whereabouts. But lately, there were some leads from an insider monk that his best friend, confidante, Saul was imprisoned in the clan's ancient monastery on a hill in a remote canyon. Now Bert thought he would need to attempt a rescue before it was too late.
He changed into a skin-tight black leather outfit, got into his car, and drove to the destination disclosed to him. He drove up a winding hill-road; a two-hour uphill drive twisting and turning. There were no street lamps, almost total darkness; only his car's headlights lit the whole area. He parked his car in a small hidden inlet shrouded by the low, droopy willows.
Surreptitiously, he inched his way to the back of the monastery. With one lithe, quick jump, he landed silently on the monastery roof. Even in such tense moments, he could appreciate the oriental eaves of the ancient roof, carved in beautiful green dragons. But the only thing on his mind right now was rescuing Saul.
Bert looked down between the cracks of the roof tiles; they seemed to be asleep. He spotted a dim light emitting from a small barn at the edge of the monastery compound. With outstretched legs, he made a gigantic leap onto the roof of the barn; his 'hing-sun kung-fu' was well-honed indeed.
Dogs started barking in the monastery compound...no! but luckily they soon quietened down. Bert peeped into the barn from the rooftop. Yes! Saul was bound hand and foot lying face-down on a pile of straw. Bert had to act fast, so far no one seemed aware of his intrusion.
He swooped down and entered the barn. He whispered...Saul ! It's me Bert ! Saul turned round with great difficulty. Whoa! Bert was brought to tears; Saul's eyes were bloated, but he struggled to give his soulmate a reassuring smile. Bert untied him and soon both left silently...jumped onto the monastery rooftop.
Saul was also a fierce kung-fu exponent; in fact they had both learnt the Shaolin gravity-defying jump from grand masters in China.
Not so fast...the prison guard came to check on Saul and when he found him missing, straight away went in search of him. Thinking he must be somewhere near, the guard jumped over the surrounding wall hoping to stop him in his tracks...with injuries he couldn't get very far, he thought.
Bert realised the dangerous situation they were in; he left Saul on the roof and immediately swooped down on the guard who was taken totally by surprise. Using his praying-mantis hook, Bert attacked the pressure-point of the guard's neck. Almost immediately, the guard slumped to the ground motionless.
Whoa! That was indeed a very close shave. Saul and Bert got back to their car and were soon speeding downhill to freedom.
Suddenly, the car radio started blaring...Now my heart is a Ghost Town...Wheee-ooooo...my heart is a Ghost Town...
Saul's eye swellings subsided after a few days of tender loving care from Bert.