Don’t wanna be taught to be no fool.

Crunch ye leaves while ye may, new snow is come a-flying. Milky bread for breakfast for our unimpressed little flock.

Good day to catch up on the classics. I do care about history, Joey, and my kid’s gonna learn it.

rock rock rock rock rock n roll high school

That was one of the great things about growing up with insomnia, and for all the suck there were a few – seeing the cult classics late at night.  I would love to know who was in charge of programming whichever the hell one of our local stations it was that played punk classics like Rock n Roll High School, Times Square, and Urgh a Music War just to remember the few I actually caught the names of. Between that, college radio and Brave New Waves on CBC I have to wonder what my world would look like if I had been able to sleep like a normal child.

Maybe I would paint chicken coloured chickens.

But the world already has those.

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