Friday Feb 18, 2005

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Fuck! mad

Hunter S. Thompson is dead, by his own hand even....figures...

I reprint this old jounal entry in his honor....



"Well," I said, " All this white stuff on my sleeve is LSD."
He said nothing: merely grabbed my arm and began to suck on it. A very gross tableau. I wondered what would happen if some Kingston Trio/young stock broker type might walk in and catch us in the act. Fuck him, I thought. With a bit of luck, it'll ruin his life....forever thinking that just beyond some narrow door in all his favorite bars, men in red Pendleton shirts are getting incredible kicks from things he'll never know. Would he dare suck a sleeve? Probably not. Play it safe. Pretend you never saw it....

R.I.P. Duke

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Ugh....Im bored today, someone tell me something interesting...

:yawn:

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YOU!
I Wanna take you to a Gay Bar!
I Wanna take you to a Gay Bar!
I Wanna take you to a Gay
Bar
Gay
Bar
Gay Bar!

Lets Start a War
Start a Nuclear War
At the Gay
Bar
Gay
Bar
Gay Bar!!

At the Gay Bar!

I've got Something to put in You!
I've got Something to put in You!
I've got Something to put in You!
At the Gay
Bar
Gay
Bar
Gay Bar!!

Young Superstar
At the Gay Bar
Young Superstar
At the Gay Bar
Superstar
Superstar...

Electric Six - Gay Bar
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manda:
No, I don't normally. She took that pic of me on Monday, after our night out at B.W's and Burgundy Room... I woke up with a hangover and went back to sleep... and I wonder why they break. smile
manda:
I was cleaning out my email and came across this from sometime in July or August...

"hey by the way...we really REALLY want you to come here...something is up with the weather and we need your expertice to fix it....errr, I mean, Spielberg has been asking for you.... smile"

HA! Lot of good my coming out here did for the weather! tongue

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