Dwight and I went to see GWAR last night at the 9:30 Club. It rocked!

I was covered in blood and guts and urethral pus. John Kerry was decapitated, Paris Hilton was disemboweled, and Laci Peterson’s unborn fetus sprayed us all with goo, and that was just the first half hour.

By the end of the show my shirt was completely ruined and I was standing in a puddle of unknown fluids.

My life is now complete.

Yours truly,

Mr. X


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