The Wreckoning, Pt 2
48 hours in and we've already nearly blown up two hunks o' glassware. No protocol. No timeframe. No clue.
It ain't bad, but that may be 'cause I ain't pounded out lab reports like license plates yet. My time will come, I am braced.
And shyeah... I thinkin' about hitting up the Boot Camp Clik show here on July 14, even if it is at the fucking Annex. Who plays at the fucking Annex?
I can say that if yr ever in the mood for a mime flick (no, not a silent film, dumbass... a mime flick, geddonit) I'd recommend Les Enfants du paradis.
It ain't bad, but that may be 'cause I ain't pounded out lab reports like license plates yet. My time will come, I am braced.
And shyeah... I thinkin' about hitting up the Boot Camp Clik show here on July 14, even if it is at the fucking Annex. Who plays at the fucking Annex?
I can say that if yr ever in the mood for a mime flick (no, not a silent film, dumbass... a mime flick, geddonit) I'd recommend Les Enfants du paradis.
posted by Quincy Hoist at 6:37 PM
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