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i know ill regret it in more than one way but i really want to
i mean, it's one little box and we have two bigger boxes sitting around waiting to be made
shoulda backhanded her and been like "*****, if you ain't got my money, then you don't speak"
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yup
can't find it on the youtube channel that uploads some of the bands performances, but i think we did, that year, Hand That Feeds, which featured the Nazi step[which the director nicknamed the robot step] Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, which featured us all shouting really loudly at the end of the song[me being one of the loudest] Blister in the Sun, which was just plain awesome in and of itself, and Gone Daddy Gone which while awesome, was kinda lame compared to the other songs
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here's the show from my senior year
wasn't at this one cause i was helping with my Pappy's funeral
i should have been in the far right row between the third and forth people in the back of the line as they come on the field
also, the drum major was my crush in high school
first boy to be drum major since the 40's in my school
Dude, there's a difference between being Frank and being a Dick.
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i was always the loudest piccolo player on the field and i was the only one who knew the damn Piccolo Cadence by heart and could play it with confidence
gods dammit i miss band
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I don't think there's gonna be any sexy time with Mike tonight. He had to work from opening to closing yesterday and he's still tired as all hell. Practically falling asleep here as I type.