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Playing drums in Satan's Band of the Eternally Unholy wasn't so bad at first. You could get used to the seven hour drum solos and the 75 piece drumset was playable once you got the hang of it. But that chair-- man, it could give you some serious swamp ass.
"So then Michael Jackson finds out I'm a girl he locks me in this room and I haven't seen anyone since. So, uh, got any food?"
Where the hell was the rest of the Missing Limb Loiterer's Club? Did he have the right address? And he waited and waited. They never came.
"What evil crimes should my nipples and I commit tonight?" asked The Nefarious Nipplor to the cold night before being shot to death by a startled roommate.
"GAR! CRAIG WANT LISTEN WEEZER PINKERTON!" screamed Unfrozen Caveman Emo Kid.
"So yeah, I always imagined myself off at UT Austin, you know, get a degree in business. I just think that with the economy the way it is, things are going to boom real soon, and there'll be a lot of opportunities for a guy like me to explore. Anyway, so how are those roofies? Kicking in yet?"
She'd practiced shooting lasers out of her eyes for hours and hours, but now that there was a camera in front of her, wouldn't you know it, she choked.
"That girl in the black tank top's restraining order against me? 500 feet. But 15 feet isn't that big of a difference. Not legally, anyway."
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with love from CRS @ 9:26 PM
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Playing drums in Satan's Band of the Eternally Unholy wasn't so bad at first. You could get used to the seven hour drum solos and the 75 piece drumset was playable once you got the hang of it. But that chair-- man, it could give you some serious swamp ass.
"So then Michael Jackson finds out I'm a girl he locks me in this room and I haven't seen anyone since. So, uh, got any food?"
Where the hell was the rest of the Missing Limb Loiterer's Club? Did he have the right address? And he waited and waited. They never came.
"What evil crimes should my nipples and I commit tonight?" asked The Nefarious Nipplor to the cold night before being shot to death by a startled roommate.
"GAR! CRAIG WANT LISTEN WEEZER PINKERTON!" screamed Unfrozen Caveman Emo Kid.
"So yeah, I always imagined myself off at UT Austin, you know, get a degree in business. I just think that with the economy the way it is, things are going to boom real soon, and there'll be a lot of opportunities for a guy like me to explore. Anyway, so how are those roofies? Kicking in yet?"
She'd practiced shooting lasers out of her eyes for hours and hours, but now that there was a camera in front of her, wouldn't you know it, she choked.
"That girl in the black tank top's restraining order against me? 500 feet. But 15 feet isn't that big of a difference. Not legally, anyway."
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