It's everywhere you want to be....
Turned on the local Public Radio station this evening, looking for our weekly San Fransisco Symphony concert. Found the introduction to some talking shrubbery instead. Dammit, does that shit _have_ to be everywhere?
Fuck it and the mangy three-legged yak it rode in on. Plugged a CD into the player instead. I can find out the sorry-ass excuses in tomorrow's paper.
Fuck it and the mangy three-legged yak it rode in on. Plugged a CD into the player instead. I can find out the sorry-ass excuses in tomorrow's paper.