And, as death does indeed lurk everywhere around us all the time (did you know this?), THIS dude was parked on the periphery of the event, like some evil presence from that Stephen King thing where the two versions of the same book came out the same day or whatever it was -
Desperation and
The Something Somethings [
The Regulators - ed] - and he just SAT there malevolently gunning his engine and leering evilly at the wee egg-gatherers...
Actually, no, just another low-IQ D_____ weirdo, about eleven years behind some abhrorrent trend/fad that has since been consigned to the shitcan o' history elsewhere, but which continues to thrive here - here in the city where you can hear "Children of the Sun" by Billy Thorpe ten times a week on the local rock radio outlet.
Pray for us!
