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"Rigid is just an F away from frigid,
So don't F around with me no more.
Punchy is the best kind of groovy;
Why don't I just punch you in the face?"
This is a song. Perhaps Harrison could contribute the tabs for it one day. It is a song from the depths of an eye-stabbing smoke den under the minimous influence of Clueless buzzing out of the 'no buffy' television. And I'm a four-line man. Such are the conditions for this one too many of droppages.
In order to make this an indiscriminately audio-textu-visual centenial blast, I include selected shots.
Of our harshest critic:
And our softest comrade:
-krring
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