Teat for Teat

So, before making this lovely new scheme (and totally early-90's retro it is), John and yours truly were discussing how Coldplay albums have always fed our creativity and postings at wfw and how..well, here:

steven: it's coldplay man
steven: we feed on it
john: our creative semen flows alongside that of christof martini
steven: chris martin is the teat at which we suckle
steven: indeed.
john: and what a teat it is!
steven: indeed!
john: such glistening, gleaming flesh!

Needless to say, we're now planning on being BIA (back in action, baby).
And with 50% less cheese than this post, in the future.

X&Y is the music of the gods In Memory of Petey
[Steven]
Time:5:43 PM

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

We Should Call this Smoke for Smoke

I'm at the point now where the nicotine actually affects me, and even more so the lack thereof. Last Saturday I was wondering why I was so irritable, and then I remembered, lo! I hadn't had a drag in some 24 hours.

Yesterday my friend at work was saying we should probably cut down, and today my boss said we smoked way too much. I think he might be right now. Tomorrow, just one, not counting the morning cigarette. Well, I'll forgo my drive home cigarette. No, but... but I'll not have one right now!

Puff, puff, puff.

In Memory of Petey
[Dave]
Time:6:08 PM

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