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May 25

shells

  • May 25, 2008
  • damage
  • think

Today I was asked three times what I need for the up and coming big day. I said, a gun and six poison bullets. Because four doesn’t hurt me at all. The fifth will most probably give me the shitcramps. And the sixth is a mercy kill for the one holding the gun. Which basically boils down to the fact that I am still immortal. Because that’s probably the funniest thing to do after I’ve been basically told that what I waited for three years is not going to happen. Cheers.

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Writer, journalist, creative, nowadays more of a musician. Wrote a book on future research and a New York Times-acclaimed script on the big screen. Insatiable love for weird stuff, Asian cuisine, pop/altcult, coffee, eyecandy, anything with a Scoville rate or a frequency.

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