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[22 Jul 2010|04:17pm] |
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We fell to the street, full of noise, with a view to bring the dawn in, but clashed with the Burtons' shirts who saw us as a chance for brawling. Well, they'd shopped and shaved like brain-dead clones, and bashed and bruised our skinny bones for dressing slim and keeping shaggy heads. The doormen took to their chips while we fashionably took a pasting, then came down to give us a kick from the doorway that we had laid in. Well, it's wonderful and glorious to have the shit kicked out of us for dressing slim and keeping shaggy heads.
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