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i got house and hiphip and a horrible case of crabs


one last timeim gonna get so drunk, so wasted, so high this one last time Im gonna write poetry, become famous, make music Im gonna see things and think things i never would have thought ofone last time
sober so be it
im drinking right now im gonna get so fucked up Youll never know where it came from Im gonna get so bizzare, you will never see the light from your eyes
when you speak to me
tonight
is the night
that Im leaving you endless Im gonna get so shit-faced not even I will know my own name would you say it? Just for me? Please? Why


Anyways Chapters 8- 16Anyways, A deviation by Paul Richards (therimgreaper)Anyways Chapters 8- 16
Chapter 8 Gary had some time to kill. So he took a detour from his normal walking route to pass by Red Ridge Hospital. The air conditioning was nice and cool, but the air smelled very synthetic. He walked over to the main office and asked about the patient.
“I sure would feel fucking horrible failing my own suicide” “He’s just down the hall, 3rd right.” The overweight attendant told him. He debated on weather or not he should wait till the guy got over it before seeing him. He didn’t want to brag. And after all he was


Anyways Chapters 4-7Chapter 4 “Holy fuck I am burning!!! IM IN HELL!!! My soul is gone!!!” Ted caught a glimpse of shadowy ghosts hovering above him before he blacked out again. His ears played the sound of silence, like he was underwater at the bottom of the pool. Gary sat in the waiting room, telling his story over and over again. The lady was there too, but she still had that same look on her face. It would take years of therapy for her to overcome that sight, that sound (“YOUFUCKBAGGO-GOGO!!!” The man was covered with blood and you could see horror in his eyes!).Anyways Chapters 4-7
Back at the trauma center doctors where crowded around the clinging pat
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"Relax, would you? We have seventy dollars and a pair of girls underpants. We're safe as kittens."
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Learning life's lessons is cheating.
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"i can eat metal like bread"- Written in my absinth diary the night before...
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Learning life's lessons is cheating.
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Instant Bastard...Just add booze...
Thanks for the offer on the electrics. I'll keep it in mind, but I just made a simple circuit (from a book) and that's ready to go (hopefully it will work!) Like I said, basically just have to paint it. Maple neck's done, made a bone nut, modified the head shape (it's a store bought neck), new machines, etc. It's a strat-type neck and Les-Paul type saddle on the other side. Can't remember the pick-up configuration, but I was big on humbuckers when I started it, so I think I put in one double coil in the only position I ever played the les Paul (up close to the saddle for higher pitch lead stuff). I don't need multiple pickups.
Damn, I need to finish this! It's at my Dad's house, and he's coming over tonight for Christmas eve, so I'll tell him to dig it up. If I'm in a really good mood I'll take a snap of it!
Have a good holiday, man...
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"Relax, would you? We have seventy dollars and a pair of girls underpants. We're safe as kittens."
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"i can eat metal like bread"- Written in my absinth diary the night before...
The humbuckers kill some of the highs so I like to use the one down by the bridge 'cause I'm partial to highs. On the other side, the single coil can get too "tin" sounding for me. I like the doubles with all the tones on high... So really, I only EVER use one pickup, therefore my custom guitar just has the one.
Hey, I'm getting Steinberg Nuendo next week (digital PC recording/mixing & midi) and I'll be setting my old studio back up! Gotta dust off the old chops!!
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"Relax, would you? We have seventy dollars and a pair of girls underpants. We're safe as kittens."
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Cover it with gas and set it on fire.
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"i can eat metal like bread"- Written in my absinth diary the night before...
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