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November 1, 2002

Queen of Pies

Tonight for supper I had a beer and strawberry-rhubarb pie. I am a princess.

Posted by pogo at November 1, 2002 7:33 PM

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so. i’ve been listening to “queen of eyes,” and i think the song must somehow be about organized crime. “lucky the pig?” if that isn’t a gangster’s name, i don’t know what is.

Posted by: jacob on November 2, 2002 10:20 AM

champ the bed!

in this horrible age of abuse and decay
it’s good to know sombebody’s looking ok

definite gangster. of course, i may be remembering the words incorrectly as there’s something of steamroller mooshing around in my brain. damn whiskey.

Posted by: pogo on November 2, 2002 11:34 AM

“I don’t know why she never gets anywhere with you” is something of an ominous line, I think.

Posted by: jacob on November 3, 2002 12:14 PM

“with her carapace shell and black lace thighs” is dead sexy.

Posted by: tam on November 3, 2002 5:05 PM

well i dont know about beer, it just makes you want to do stuff that you really dont want to do. so i urge you to stop drinking…

Posted by: darren on April 29, 2003 9:49 AM

beer is yummy and nutricious. beer helps make the world go round. i urge you to stop giving unsolicited advice. cheers!

Posted by: tam on November 19, 2003 3:49 PM