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Philharmonie |
Rage |
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Keneally |
Boil that Dust Speck |
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Yes |
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The Mistakes |
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Eno's Roxy
Reverie the deadline
for epitaphs is the 24th (10-18) S
ome loser stole the radio antennae off of my car. Not the
radio, not the hubcaps, not the bloody car, but the
antennae for the radio. I had a CD
player in my car when I moved to this city. Someone ripped
that out within a month. It pissed me off and made me feel a
little less trusting about the world around me, but at least
it made sense. That Car CD player was worth a couple
hundred dollars
Someone
unscrewed the fucking antennae from the hood of my car, and
walked off it. You now have
a metal
stick.
My metal stick. What do you need it for? Why the metal stick
but not the radio inside my car that went with it? I admit,
it's the factory installed radio that doesn't sound all that
great, and one of the speakers in the back of the car has a
short in the wiring and doesn't always work right, but at
least there's a crime
there. You stole a
radio antennae off of a 1996 Dodge Neon. That's not even the
kind of thing you can brag about to anyone. I know. I
can see it now. You were walking down the street and needed
something to swipe at weeds with. You're one of those
freelance guerilla orchestra conductors and something about
the shape of my antennae made you think it would make a
great baton. Oh wait, I know -- You're a complete dumbass
and you get your kicks stealing shit that has no intrinsic
value to anyone but the owner. Hey Lex Luthor, you forgot to
take my gas cap and the dodge emblem off of the hood!
I feel like
Mel Gibson in that awful Ron Howard film,
Two
days later I stop at an Texaco station to fill up my
tank
they got my
gas cap, too.
Hey,
America's Most Wanted, what the hell were you
thinking?
Ah,
you don't have to leave yet, do ya?
My head's still attached to my torso!
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