Take A Left On E0 7H 5T
April 27, 2009
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You can pry my burrito out of my cold, dead hand.
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BJ, darling, you obviously had a busy day — I hope good busy. Do tell, when you have an opportunity to post again after the early AM’s. My jewish mother nightmare scenario: BJ decides to do one of those short films, about a huge joint. The *film* never gets posted. From the pot, to the frying pan, to the fire.
18&H, that sounds like a lost Tom Waits verse.
The piano has been drinking
My jewish mother nightmare scenario
Decides to do one of those short films
About a huge joint
The film never gets posted
From the pot, to the frying pan, to the fire
The piano has been drinking
Ha! Tom Waits? I was shooting for Tears for Fears, but what the hey. Where’s our boy? Life is dull without my daily BJ, for sure. Word.