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that's how they spell New York.
Que Pasa, Chingaderos?
Listen...
I haven't done one of these in a minute.
I saw the Pogues last night. I have three loci of pain in my human body as a result.
Dome (booze), Liver (booze), Wallet (booze). My feet and knees don't hurt. I pogo-ed in clarks (nutty!). It was awesome, Trishalynn didn't tell me that since Shane has lost his last tooth he sounds hella mushy. By the end of the show he sounded AMAZING. I'm so glad I saw the show. Fucking expensive. People passed out (decadent to be an old crustero, pay at least 75 beans for the ticket and then pass the fuck out on the carpet before the show!), I think I saw Jerry Adams (ok, he was just a fat Sinn Fein looking dude). Crispy.