2001-01-14 - Night
Dear badsnake: If you ever do learn to shoot tampons out of your twat at armor-piercing speeds, give me a call. Once my plan for world domination goes into high gear I�ll be needing more minions and I could use someone with that kind of a skill set. No guarantees--there never are in a startup--but if things go well you could be Evil Overlord of Atlanta within the year.
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I�m still recovering from two consecutive nights of Rocket From the Crypt. Total injury count: one tiny first-degree burn on my right arm, about three dozen sore muscles, and a small but painful bruise on my ass. More about that tomorrow.
(I'm such a tease.)
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