Clint Howard - as that omnipotent midget - still haunts me to this day.
I hear that sneering voice and see those mangled teeth.
That laugh, Oh God, that laugh.
Makes me want to drink gasoline until I pass out.
But then I think of the Philippino girls chained up in my basement.
And it's like I'm made of rainbows.
Rainbows...
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Friday, February 29, 2008
Unhappy Days
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