schecki, etc.

The Messiah was holding the little girl's pet bunny, hugging it to his cheek with the big back feet swinging free. He was gloriously drunk. "Know what?" Josh said. "I love bunnies. They toil not, neither do they bark. Henceforth and from now on, I decree that whenever something bad happens to me, there shall be bunnies around. So it shall be written. Go ahead Biff, write it down." --Lamb, Christopher Moore

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

get out of my head, GOD DAMN IT

"My heart feels like an alligator. Turn up that goddamned radio. Volume! Clarity! Bass! We must have bass! What is wrong with us?! ARE WE GODDAMN OLD LADIES??!!"

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