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Wednesday, February 22, 2006

TANK-yewwwwwwwwwwww

Bitches.


Now, isn't that succinct enough? Does that draw a clear enough
picture for you, or have I still left room for misinterpretation.
Does that penetrate that shallow gray matter? What in the blue
hell gives you an idea that I'd give a shit? And why the fuck do
you think that pushing your agenda upon me would achieve?
Would it give you justification for your squalid little lifestyle?
It'd please you to see someone else on a similar path to self
destruction, wouldn't it? Dependent and needy, an utter shell
of your former self, so many decades ago? Need I give you
justification on why I think you're pathetic? Would that stop
you from trying to sell yourself to me? Or are you needy on
acceptance as well?



And, what the fuck kind of idiot claims to know what guitar
John Lennon uses, yet thinks that The Beatles early works
were inspired by Ravi Shankar and that The Beatles were
big in the 70s? They fucking broke up in 1970.




Well, that's that for today's anger and cynicsm. Remember,
Andy, you're a star. Now, TANK-yewwwwwwwwwww
and welcome.

Miao.

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