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purplerabbits) wrote2006-04-21 11:45 am
purplerabbits) wrote2006-04-21 11:45 am
we sing a yum-a-yum chum to the moon and the sun and the rumble of the drums and the big fat beat
Today nothing is pants and everything is pie! Hurrah! Mmmm PIE...
The gig last night rocked, everyone seemed to have fun, including several Beltanites whose tastes don't usually overlap much with those of Nightwatch :-) We managed the one woman who was totally off her face without incident, I got my Red massage (yum) and we made a tidy pile of money.
If you had me alone, locked up in your house for twenty-four hours, I would not have to do whatever you wanted me to. I would ask you to unlock the door, and if you didn't I would try to phone a friend, or the police, or beat you about the head with a kettle and escape through the back window. So there.
The gig last night rocked, everyone seemed to have fun, including several Beltanites whose tastes don't usually overlap much with those of Nightwatch :-) We managed the one woman who was totally off her face without incident, I got my Red massage (yum) and we made a tidy pile of money.
If you had me alone, locked up in your house for twenty-four hours, I would not have to do whatever you wanted me to. I would ask you to unlock the door, and if you didn't I would try to phone a friend, or the police, or beat you about the head with a kettle and escape through the back window. So there.
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