The magical wonderland that lives inside my brain escapes into reality whenever I print my t-shirts not because I have some sort of spiritual bond with the process of mass producing art and whoring out my dignity one garment at a time but because the inks release toxic fumes when cured with explosive heat causing me to go on what I like to call my
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we can do lunch.
-peep
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and I am so glad you're posting on LJ again:)
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Oh! My friend John Spalding says you've been tagging his Doctor Thorax character on Myspace to some other person, lol. We actually came up with the character to sell T-shirts but it never caught on. He ended up writing a mockumentary about his life.
Hope you are well, Angel!
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I hope you are well too! you should come to my 6 yr old birthday party!
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