Ah yes, Serge, I recall the conversation. I remember when you landed at The Tsunami, I believe it was the final night of The Epic Marathon.
I was so happy that you banged loose for the final rounder. I exclaimed, "You made it!" I then corrected myself because I didn't mean that
you'd actually arrived in your life; but rather, that you had managed to make it back to the bar for another round of drinks.
DFD
Woah, now, Noize Boyz !!!! The wicked midnight wind blowing across The Haunted Bay Bridge, the choppy black water's
icy Autumn grasp, venomous six-string knives hovering in our consciousness, ready to be brought to life by the genius of
PM, could only mean one thing: Midnight Jet Ski-ing with The Coffin Girls beneath the world's most dangerous bridge!!!!
DFD
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