2.24.2003

Fitzcarraldo's Return...



Guess you picked the wrong week to stop sniffing glue...



So punk, darling, so punk...



the windmills in my mind keep turning



I'd love to whip-up for you a brand new experience to call your own



Something sexy, something you're going to miss



A Nosferatu kiss...



I've got an uncontrollable urge...I need to know



Like Morrissey said,

"Why do you come here?

And why do you hang around?"

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