You want it like getting up in a strange shed with a hangover. Like not sleeping for a week and then getting pursued by the CIA beacuse you know too much. Give us the money Lebowski. You crave it, but not like a slutty socialite who's gone without cocaine for more than five hours. It's more like shiving a guy after he tries to shiv you, and only gets you in the kidney you don't need. It's shiv or be shived. Hasta la vista, baby. Your just minding your own business living behind McDonalds, when a gang of militant agnostics burns down your cardboard box. One man, one dream, one memory, going against the grain in a cold heartless world. It's like getting a paper cut from your well paying office job, then your boss gives you a promotion and you're happy about it, but then 20 years later you die hunting whales in the Antarctic. It's like getting shanghaied by a high-hat beaver moustache man and his pirate friend, then waking up in vomit and beer in a banana bin. The call is coming from inside the house! Neil Armstrong is; this Summer; in a Theatre near you; METAL MELTDOWN: trouble in (Heat's Metal) Paradise.
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Sat Jun 30, 2018 8:17 am by metalfutte
Subject: Hell Yeah Aus Litauen! 
