|But I do try . . .
||[Nov. 28th, 2016|04:37 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
. . . to own my own ass-holery as much as is feasible at any given time.
. . .
My daddy's advice for handling women was to "put elevens on 'em and tune 'em down to D." I've found that that works for guitars as well.
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Do you think in 1935 and 1936, when Hitler was really coming into his own, power-wise, the German people thought that in ten years they would be kicking their way down streets filled with the rubble of their homes? No, nobody ever thinks this shit is going to happen.