2006-03-24
nEVER MinD ThE bOllOcKS
it ain't me, dearest (the feathered-hat lady)...
But what happened was that the green-haired boys came screaming in their leather--and they yelled and spray-painted something incomprehensible.
So I continued walking, because I am an adult, after all--and I paid no mind to these things. I met a chemist along the way--he confessed to stealing lab equipment.
Say, Primo, don't ya think everyone ought to piss off?