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I needed a new place to hide out, as far away from that hellhole as I could get. I never wanted to be that close to so much self-righteousness again.
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I've still got work to do. I'm hoping that if I can get a story published claiming that Heaven has oil, Bush will bomb the living bejesus out of the place.
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| I'm here voluntarily. Got any smokes? | |
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| Hey, aren't you that crazy journalist who used to ride with the Hell's Angels and shit? | |
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Other than that, all I've got to do is kick back and wait for the Rolling Stones to finally find their way here so I can hear some decent tunes.
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| Yeah, that was me. I had one hell of a trip in life. | |
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| Dude, you fucking rock! Have some weed and a couple of brews. It's on me, brother. | |
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