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Lowlight: Not only am I not there taking whale-murdering quantities of drugs, but every one who is there is updating their facebook status in contrite acts of spite.
Lowlight: Not only am I not there having drug-induced prophecies of Buddha partying on down with John Peel, most people I know who are there are precisely the sort of people who are probably going to 'check out' Springsteen and 'maybe let their hair down a bit', ie, precisely the sort of people who wouldn't know a drug-train if it literally was the size of a train and was parked at the bottom of the FUCKING airbed they bought 2 days ago.
Lowlight: Not only am I not currently attempting to chew not just through my cheek, but also through time itself, but there's fuck all going on in Bristol because every cunt has fucked off to Pill.
Lowlight: Not only could I not afford the £rape for a ticket (thus preventing me from currently being running around in fantastically ill-advised flourescent clothing convincing people that I'm John the beat-Baptist), but even if I could I'd still be on FUCKING antibiotics for this FUCKING sinus infection that's made me feel like I've taken legions of watermelon-in-forehead inducing evil poppers (thus preventing me from getting properly off my twat)
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Message boards are the last vestige of the spent masturbator, still intent on wasting time in some neg-heroic fashion. Be damned all who sail here.
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Originally Posted by Savage Clone
Last time I was in Chicago I spent an hour in a Nazi submarine with a banjo player.
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