Tuesday, 14 August 2012

That Fucking Tank

That Fucking Tank. It made me feel as if I had a tiny beautiful ( yet deadly) creature living in my stomach. Upon the commencement of the set the creature immediately began to struggle as if it greatly desired escape from the depths of my loins much akin to this: . Thus I was actually obliged to temporarily leave the venue in order to assuage the screaming demands of an imaginary beautiful yet deadly creature living in my stomach that there was no need to feel anxious: it's only That Fucking Tank. This was brought to you by the mutual disdain at a poster that had disgracefully and shamelessly placed frivolous apostrophes all over the place. In the future anti graffiti movement, all wasteful use of apostrophes shall be obliterated using industrial tip-ex pens. Apostrophes will be used in a sustainable environment and punishment for misuse of the apostrophe shall be branding using an apostrophe shaped poker.

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