Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker, Tits
July 3rd, 2008
I apologize for the delay in sending you off, but know that we’ll miss you, maestro. You were one of the last roadguards between us and the absolute fucking sterility both sides of the political aisle would foist upon us.
It probably doesn’t need to be said, but every word written on the Try-Works is, in its own way, written for you.
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