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:: 1.19.2004 ::

Running? What the fuck is that? Answer: something I haven't done in a dog's-age. Maybe tomorrow.

I saw Boondock Saints. It wasn't what I thought - as I was expecting something with the gravity and violence of Reservior Dogs. But no, it was almost light-hearted to the extent of almost being whimsical with all the slow-mo action shots. Can't say I'm al about vigilante justice, though they make a good point and you just can't beat the religious Irish boozer - what a character. They killed the cat - fuckin hilarious.

You should never lead a discussion group - but it was very funny none-the-less. I will keep you posted on the progress.

As for the rest of you: the hair of the dog that bit'cha!

"Hook me up a new revolution, 'cause this one is a lie..."
:: Freddy F. at 6:47 PM [+] ::
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