Its been real, but I'm blowin' this Pop Stand for a little outta the way place called Frankie's Hideout. Bring your Broads, Tired and Weary, check your Heater at the door, and enjoy some of the driest Martinis on the strip, just don't touch the dancers unless your lookin' for a free knuckle sandwich. Not sure about this Ringo Cat who's takin' my place, sure he beats some mean skins, but don't know about that whole English Music thing catchin' on. Gotta run baby, hitchin' up with Sammy, Dino, joey, and Pete, for a little pre-party party. Later.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
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vaya con dios my friend. will visit frequently unless you have me barred at the door. i promise not to trash the place. can you stake me for a cool grand at the tables? you know i'm good for it.
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ReplyDeleteFrank:
How the fuck do you already have, like 10 posts on your blog on day 1???
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out.
Ah, the original Oceans Eleven!!! Cool cats all of them. Smart dressers. Shiny shoes. Slicked down hair. AAAhhhhh if only we could get into the "way back machine".
ReplyDeleteSteve
Good luck, Drackman. You rock. Visit frequently please.
ReplyDeleteLofty Zahari
Good luck with the new blog. I leave you with advice from my great great great grandfather Lt. Col. Jedidiah Cornpone, 1st Mississippi all volunteers (we will rise again) "Always keep your powder dry".
ReplyDeleteThis is totally off topic, but I just wanted to spread the word and awareness. My home institution's flight program suffered a terrible loss today.
ReplyDeleteI posted about it here. http://traumabay.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-god-no-no-no-no.html
I'll try and keep news up. I know this isn't on topic, but I just feel terrible and it makes it better to broadcast how awesome these folks were.
Thanks.
everyone thinks that flying people by helicopter is without risk. these heroes put their lives on the line every day to save the lives of strangers. sometimes they die in the line of duty. my condolences.
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