so take me away
i don't mind
but you'd better promise me
i'll be back in time
huey never said it better. lately, i've been cleaning out my closets in preparation for the move in a few months. i've come across old college essays and notes, woodshop projects from 9th grade and charlie daniels records. yeah, records, of the vinyl type. i also stumbled across these and they put a smile on my face on this rainy saturday morning. boys, here's to pick-up tuesdays and thursdays, to paying the refs with quarters and sitting in metal chairs on a scaffolding in the back corner at 12:30 am, sucking down beer, watching the others hustle their asses off. here's to the spectrum.
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Crap. I got up at O'Dark Thirty and had to go to work. I came home at O'Dark Thirty thoroughly hashed and feeling like a used tampon. Now I'm awake with a completely screwed internal clock, and you just made everything alright with just one picture. Viva! You're the best, LBG...
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