| 1:04 p.m. | in which our hero reverts to mindless football hooliganery | 2003-01-27 |
| Reaped | ...and from the depths of the bay of Backwater City a new hope would arise, shouldered in garnet & pewter, moulded with the blood of rivals, sharpened on the flint steel of hardship for long these years of seven and twenty, soaked in the spittle of naysayers, aged as the weather worn flag on a 91 Camaro going 90 down the Courtney Campbell. Arise, ye good men of the pigged-skin, arise and claim your rightful place among the world champions, the silver seated, the illustrious ring-bearers: good of heart, strong of body, and at last sated in mighty victory. | Sown |
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New digs - 2004-05-25 Bachelor hell - 2004-05-10 Grumble - 2004-05-07 Coachella pt. 2, or goddamn do my fingers hurt - 2004-05-05 Coachella part one, or, this monkey's gone to indio rawk heaven - 2004-05-05 Random Shearings Rings |
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