Which of course I protest with Spock-like ardor and fury as clearly the sounds of Jobsy's honking of his crème-laced egg nog pie at the 98/99 gala included a guffaw and unsuccessful two-step dodge from none other than the Frippster himself amid the sonic architecture, which they wont even consider releasing, which is why Xhohx sux. I've even taken down most of their posters from my bedroom walls, rediscovering my portrait of childhood hero Colonel Klink underneath.
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