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Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Celine Dion.

hahahahaha

I can only speak for myself, but I know that it's not that I don't want her to perform in Halifax. It's not like I don't want her to feel welcome in Halifax. I don't give a flying fuck if she wants to sell out our little Metro Centre. It's just that I didn't want her playing in my fucking front yard. I didn't want to be forced to be subjected to it when I would be doing something else with my day and listening to music I want to listen to.

I didn't want the Rolling Stones to play in my front yard, either, even though I ended up enjoying the day because they didn't pussy out like a bunch of cry babies.

Four years ago I gave an incomplete explanation of why I started smoking. The truth is, I was in my first major depression and I thought "Smoking kills? Good."

5 Comments:

  • PS- I think I'm falling in love with Bill Kidney.

    By Blogger crystal, at 21/11/07 12:18 am  

  • I shouldn't have read the comments section.

    By Blogger ger, at 21/11/07 9:28 am  

  • You don't like my joke?

    By Blogger crystal, at 22/11/07 1:43 am  

  • I don't like seeing that name anywhere beyond that other place (I don't like seeing it there either, but have come to view it as an inconvenience I am powerless to change).

    By Blogger ger, at 22/11/07 11:15 am  

  • I can understand that. I posted before reading the thread and made my PS afterwards. I was in a silly mood. I've ignored his posts for so long and now I've started reading them again. His points of view are so different than mine, that I thought it would be an absurd thing to say.

    By Blogger crystal, at 23/11/07 1:58 am  

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