I Care About The Vibrator

But Sheela na Gig is no way exist, Janeane Garafalo. You say you are the Muse of Tragedy, but it is a lie. That one hides and is a spy.

I really think with all the shit that has happened you could let the Muse of Drama ease up on the Madness if you no ha.

Furthermore, we have been through a media blackout that is tough. It is isn’t radio silence in World War II, so much as Indians throwing a hissy fit about their absence from American agenda. At least they ain’t in concentration camps like the Japanese Americans were, then they’ve have to concentrate long enough to fill out government applications for study and loan. Someone with some serious spiritual mojo just told me to eat shit, but he is gonna go do that right now. This is Los Angeles, not some reservation, reservations are for restaurants, and I don’t think they should let you into them now.

By the way Janeane the ironic restaurant in Lomita is good it is near awakenings and that coffee girl who was at that coffee house scene that mike fucked up is last I saw still a coffee girl amazin’ly.

Sorry she has a tight pussy and that’s how it is.

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