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As of today, I have to live the next year with the specter of an early rock 'n' roll death hanging over my head. If I'm still here at this time next year, I'll be happy to know that I've outlived Kurt, Janis, Jimi, and Jim. Of course, first I'd have to get in a band, take up some hard drugs, stay out much later every night, and become just generally much more self-destructive. Maybe I'll just try for the first item in the list. That sounds more enjoyable. I do know where the DEA keeps their stash in Boston, though...
Jerad posted this in About Me | Comments (1)
happy birfday j-rizzy
Posted by: gomar at June 23, 2006 12:02 AM
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