You ain't a hotta nigga than me. And what? BYW need the Speilberg version, digitally remastered version of Joyce for Christmas with jingle balls in it.
To all of those who give a damn. Milo, The One and Only, is in Germany eating German sausages and is going to Poland to gain esperience points on polish sausage making.
4-20 show at Common Grounds with Girls on Film (myspace.com/gof) and The Most. Be there or not, tell Jesse and co. Afterparty we are having. We are going to play Joyce there too unless you have some newer material.
-Conrad
The nine inch nails are going to be hurt that they're not on your "top 8" any more. I still can't beleive there's someone really named Busey Quackenbush.
Norfolk Quilter's weekly raves: "One of the most trivial pieces of music to surprise any one generation simultaneously!!!"
"1 full-hearted fist way up!" screams the Washington Journal for Public Maming.
"I can't believe my earlobes are still attached after hearing such a train wreck of audacious proportions, this is a real banana hammock of brilliance!!" quotes Conrad Schuman leading ontological surveyor of the Red Harring.
"Is this music or a symphony for our existence?" queries Chris Hillman - leading scientological phenonena expert and series case student.
