More than just seeing these heshers Sunday evening, & yeah, this gig's slowly being transmogrified into an imitation tumblr, but you remember your wartime posters. Plus, only dumbasses prefer reading unsalacious crumbs than listening to nine minutes of awesome. Happy moon day, lycanthropes.
Friday, July 20, 2012
Where's my mind
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eh, I'm heading toward tumblr-dom myself. Not a bad thing, but I dig your purple prose even if I have to parse it out.
Also, with that subject line I thought you were referencing the Pixies.
What, there's something wrong with a blog that's nothing but pictures?
P.S. You missed the Imperial moth photos, I just added them.
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Dr Hfurrhurr?
Moon day!? Ah darn and I forgot to bring a lunar gift for the host. Must be the brain damaged stork again.
I don't know about yours, but my mind goes on vacation without asking me if I wanna go. :)
Nice guitar pickings but that guy's voice is seriously creepy!
duchess, it's always either an inability to articulate, or something I don't want to put on the interwebs, thus, tuneage.
if, of course not, unless they conjure up horrible sporting memories you bastard.
karl of the österreich, parlez-vous American!
demeur, the moon is blue 'cause someone ate all the green cheese.
life, if you can stomach the occasional raspings, I think this is a band you would probably dig so you should go on a vacation to Youtubeland.
Some of my best friends are lycanthropes.
I bet there are no Lon Chaney lookalikes in this group. Too bad.
Happy moon day
I would go out and howl but the nice suburban pod people might shoot me.
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