give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff

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the minute i leave town, there's a tornado right in the middle of downtown. geesh, atlanta, i can't leave you bastards alone for more than a minute.

anyhoodly, flight was good. chicago is good. vodka is good. concert calls from krit is good. it's cold as balls, though. now, night night.

if bden comes out while i'm away from the internets, someone will text me, rite?