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I dig this for 2 reasons, neither of which have anything to do with the Beatles.
1) the grey chalky graphics are very suggestive ā¦ a Ken Loach film? an illicit snapshot of coal miners? my own memories of the interminable escalators of the St Petersburg metro?
2) hats! I am told my grandfather, who I remember well in some regards but dimly in others, never left his house without a hat. There was a hat for his job as train driver, a hat for taking his wife shopping, and another hat for bowling down to the Bunch of Grapes Hotel to get jollied. In the backyard he was bare-headed, whether strangling bastard kittens of the neighbourās mog Mitsy or turning over a new lettuce patch for the Spring. Funnily enough, at the university college baby photo quiz I put a photo of him instead of me and 9 out of 10 residents picked me out. I used to collect hats that largely I never wore. I like hats: the icing on our crowns of insecurity and intemperance. The best hat in the world is a motorcycle helmet, because when I talk to myself it reminds me of the whispered vocals in 10CCās āIām Not In Loveā.
lrope almost 16 years ago
http://tinyurl.com/co5ynq
margueritem almost 16 years ago
irope: Thanks!
wndrwrthg almost 16 years ago
I always found those lyrics to be disturbing, but I put it down as an aberration.
Hugh B. Hayve almost 16 years ago
ārun for your life if ya can little girlā! strangely enough this tune is on my mp3 player.
judyparka almost 16 years ago
The lyrics are disturbing. I read somewhere that John Lennon had big regrets about this song.
plight almost 16 years ago
I dig this for 2 reasons, neither of which have anything to do with the Beatles. 1) the grey chalky graphics are very suggestive ā¦ a Ken Loach film? an illicit snapshot of coal miners? my own memories of the interminable escalators of the St Petersburg metro? 2) hats! I am told my grandfather, who I remember well in some regards but dimly in others, never left his house without a hat. There was a hat for his job as train driver, a hat for taking his wife shopping, and another hat for bowling down to the Bunch of Grapes Hotel to get jollied. In the backyard he was bare-headed, whether strangling bastard kittens of the neighbourās mog Mitsy or turning over a new lettuce patch for the Spring. Funnily enough, at the university college baby photo quiz I put a photo of him instead of me and 9 out of 10 residents picked me out. I used to collect hats that largely I never wore. I like hats: the icing on our crowns of insecurity and intemperance. The best hat in the world is a motorcycle helmet, because when I talk to myself it reminds me of the whispered vocals in 10CCās āIām Not In Loveā.
BlueRaven almost 16 years ago
Iām digging this strip because I can favorite it just to spite the site trolls.
risitas almost 16 years ago
Iāll KILL ya even if yer with yer GRAMPA - @the IHOP - on FATHERāS DAY!!!!
6turtle9 almost 4 years ago
So I guess loving me ātill Iām 64 is out of the question?