Then I thought about all the kids going to the Good Charlotte show and how much they won't appreciate seeing such a fine act as The Living End. This made me mad. But then I realized that I'm lazy. And I'm more lazy than mad. Then I took a nap. Man was I refreshed after that. I don't really know where I'm going with this, so maybe I should stop. Or maybe I should tell you about the time I wrestled a rabid wolverine. It was at this bar... and it was cheez whiz wrestling night... and I had been drinking... alot... since two a.m. the previous morning... I won't bore you with the details, because really, what more can I say? It was embarrassing for both me and the wolverine. What a wild and crazy night. Man, I don't like Good Charlotte fans.

off the train,
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