this letter has nothing to do with bras. this stupid hillbilly woman called me today looking for a number in boca raton, florida. except she said "bacon rayten"..or at least that's how it sounded. so i said "what?" and she said "bacon rayten". so i went "tsk tsk tsk...it's b-o-c-a r-a-t-o-n" saying it slowly so she'd understand. to make a long story short...she got pissed and i got wrote up. which reminds me of that dramarama song: "i got wasted she got mad called me names then she called her dad he got angry and i did too wondered what i did to you" damn that was a good song. any american dates yet? katrina? i have rediscovered the blatant genius of beat happening. i kind of let them get away for a while, but i came back. who's with me? can i get an amen? hallelujah. more pointless letters to piss off honeypaul, brad +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ +---+ Brought to you by the Sinister mailing list +---+ To send to the list please mail "sinister@majordomo.net". To unsubscribe send "unsubscribe sinister" or "unsubscribe sinister-digest" to "majordomo@majordomo.net". For list archives and searching, list rules, FAQ, poor jokes etc, see http://www.majordomo.net/sinister +---+ Nee, nee mun pish, chan pai dee kwa +---+ +----------------------------------------------------------------------+