Our last show was in fargo and it was real fun. We sat in the band room for a long time and I got depressed about how many years I've been looking at variations of penis illustrations on the walls of shitty rooms like this. Of coarse we had to go out with a bang and luckily we were still in the midwest where they have clever drink specials like "2 for 1 night" and "glallon whiskey shots". I was so confused while we played at one point I realized I was singing and charlie was playing drums. later we went to a Perkins for a fried potato bucket nightcap and it was not on the hook...
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