apostrophenow

ahhhhh!

Is there anything voodoo CAN'T do?



Why lie? I'm capable of holding extreme grudges.

One time, I was so pissed at my dad, I didn't speak to him for nine years.



...so what am I talkin about? ...oh yeah, voodoo.

I was re-admitted back into Suicide Guitars, and the (former) owner, whom I had numerous editorial disagreements with, was unanimously (ok, not quite, but it feels good saying so) deemed to be a douchebag and deposed from office. How humiliating for him, poor kid.



What does a crying soul desire...



voodoo.


(Thanx, Rorschach)