Taking the skin skif to tuna town (from grumpy old men) allows humans to better communicate:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/health/4646010.stm

I would love nothing more than to lay on soft golfers grass with my eyes clossed with a nice breeze and the warm (not hot and humid) sun shining on me snuggled up next to someone (anyone, anyone nice).

Dear Heather's Dead Kennedy's Plastic Surgery Disasters and Frankenchrist Vinyl and Misfits Legacy of Brutality CD:

I didn't even know you left me until last night. I'm sorry I've neglected you. Please come back to me and I'll show you all the love you can handle.

Your beloved friend,

Heather Fails

The word of the day is "douchebaggery". Use it in a sentence.

We usually spin the last hour or so. Playing the finest in punk rock, oi!, hardcore and smidge of Reggae, Rocksteady, Ska and Mod rock n roll ( Read more... )

I love my life.

There is no cold quite as cold as the kiss you can't help but give as you say goodbye to the mortal coil. I can still feel it on my lips.

Today I lost a man that was very much part of the reason I was ever born, lived without starving to death and am still alive today. John Gillis Carl, Naval Commander Retired, my beloved grandfather I salute you and will love you for eternity.

TONITE/TOMORROW ( Read more... )

The Effigies, Killing Joke and The plimsoles alone are worth it!

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