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there's a war goin down between my brothers tonigh...
hoist up the john b sails
you have to fight to stay in control of the situat...
banned from the roxy
too much momentum this room feels like it's going ...
she's filing her nails while they're dragging the ...
momma i'm so sorry
stacks so fat rubber bands can't hold em
irony is for suckers
Friday, February 29, 2008
start the fight, start the drinking:
The popped-collar fascisti are attacking Angela Valdez. Let's assemble a mob, burn their clapboard houses and instruct them that they should, indeed, fear coming east of 18th street NW.