Here's a picture of my doing it:
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In Preparation For The Apocalypse
About Me
- Billy Badgley
- I Write The Songs That Make The Young Girls Cry – But A Lot Of That Is Their Fault.
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February
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- Obviously, You're Not A Golfer
- Short Shrift
- Just What Does He Say
- No Comprende, It's A Riddle
- The Touch Of A World That Is Older
- I Feel A Hot Wind On My Shoulder
- I'm On A Wavelength Far From Home
- Goin' Southbound (A Slight Return)
- Goin' Southbound
- The One Where CoWorkers Kill Each Other
- Poop
- Without Even A Cow To Trade
- Feb(r)uary
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February
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Decisions, decisions...
At Some Point, You Will Have My Poop In Your Hands.
5 comments:
mexico looks beautiful!
i deleted my own comment. if only i could that with my spoken words...
say hi to bill-bill for me.
mexico has done amazing things to your hair. it looks so... well cut. i'm admiring the lines.
I am imagining you sitting on a shiney golden toilet here... so shiney in fact that the glimmer is overtaking your camera. Ah... the golden turds.
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