Calling can be a confusing thing, the order of who was supposed to call who, when and where. I hope that everything can be looked over because I wouldn't want to lose the wonderful things that we have in store for the future of the blog, the future of the band, and the future of our marital/social/finical lives together. This whole project has been a god-send for me and losing it is the last thing I want. I am sorry for not posting for a while. Today brings in a massive leafleting of applications and resumes. I plan to work for two days at a Lake Fair Booth and then squander the earnings on promotional items for the blog.
lyrics:
I'm like a blue collar working single father in the 1980's
I'll provide, but you'll never know what for
let's stick together and show
that sticking won't bring us close
Here, let me build you a house with a free fuck
Later on, when trade schools feel worthless
We will still have a working formula for passion
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