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I need to stop dying. Or drinking. Maybe both. Doesn't matter, they feel the same. Or so I've heard.
All right then. The shows ... oy. Were hilarious. See. Thats why we have our concerts in bars. Free drinks. Unlimited drinks. Fun fun. One of us usually passes out in the floor and that usually is Scott. He gets drunker so much quicker than we all do. LOL. He gets so pissed off when he's drunk. So. Thats the time to get him riled is when he's drunk.
I kinda felt bad for that singer of Star 67. But not really. He had it coming. *laughs* I laughed my ass off. Literally. (I fell off the stage). Anyway. I am never betting again. Period. I always fucking lose.
My dreads are gone and as soon as I can figure out this damned program I'll get an icon of that, aye? Aye. So. Thats my monthly update so I'm gone.
Peace.