I've been real careful
Not to become one of those
Asshole
Werewolves

I haven't listened to this in awhile. I'll never forget those guys at Sneaky Dees screaming the lyrics to that song at Dog Day. It's like, "no, guys, we're a different band. I don't know that one." In Guelph this last time, one of them came up to me and said he was having flashbacks of that night. "Oh, that was the night I got so drunk, I broke my foot. Yeah, that was a fun night" I said. I'm not sure if I actually broke something in my foot or just hurt it really bad, but the pain lasted for months, and sometimes, it returns. There are many, many little bones in feet. I do think at least one of them cracked that night. I'll blame it on the cough syrup I drank too much of instead of the beer I drank too much of.


Three years ago, I had a quality meal.