Word on the street is that you been down. Shit's all fucked up and you want to pack it all in and give up. Well I am here to say "FUCK THAT!" Look at that picture above, listen to the shit I linked below, and I fucking challenge you to not feel better. Why do I do this shit? Because I love you, bitch.
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the write up alone just cheered me up.
This is better than the last time you tried to cheer us up with that misogynist NWOBHM band called Cat something.
I'm not one to prattle on about synchronicity. At least not publicly. And at least when I'm not under the influence. But man oh man, this is EXACTLY what I needed, EXACTLY when I needed it, for EXACTLY the reasons you say. That's the way of the world, I guess.
You da man, Aesop. You da man.
Aw, shucks.
Hey, look, man......I just totally stumbled across your work here about as clumsily as possible. Having arrived here, I saw this particular post. Now, I don't know you, you don't know me, really, but HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW? Yes, I have been lately; SERIOUSLY, and I just want to thank you: for the love, for the music, for the passion. You now have another devoted reader/enthusiast.
Cheers.
Fuck. The files have been removed. No cheer up today!
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