well james, here i sit listening to bitter peace at 6:05 am with a sprained ankle pished as an irish dock worker and hurting like a wounded rabbit.all because of that fucking chair and ash tray.
for those of you who werent present, chi, james element and i got fuckerd up and threw chairs and hefty pieces of metal at each other. im going to end up in hospital 2moro just for the pain killers motherfucker. haven't had a rock n' roll night like that for ages. awesome
p.s, lombardo rules bostaphs ass.
woot, here comes stain of mind and 6:15. this is your fault. trying to eat chi's rabbit and being totally bingo'd. i'll never forget tonight.
we rocked the fuck out of the punx in drummonds and cleared the place out. get the punx oot and the metal heads in. we're a dying breed.
