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| Sunday, October 19, 2008, 10:16:50 AM |
I had a dream about Iggy Pop last night. It didn't last long. We met. He shook my hand and then he asked me to take him sightseeing. I don't know where we were at the time, but I said yes. Then I woke up. Dozed off again and found myself on a train with Andrew Lloyd Webber. Had a gob on him like a Liverpool docker. Said he hadn't a fucking clue what Aladdin was about and he thought Chess was a load of fucking shite. Potty mouth! And no - I didn't have cheese for supper. |
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