Post by 23skidoo on Jun 17, 2008 9:53:07 GMT -5
This report comes to you far from the savage land that was Nichols Mall.
Those bastards tricked us, let us feel that parity was the name of the game. You have the NT, we'll have the NT. Back and forward it Went like some Victorian parlor past time that didn't involve spanking. There was an equilibrium seldom seen in the wars between Man and Beast. And we were content, glory was everywhere and we looked good.
Then came Friday 13th, then came LUE, then came the sobering wake up call that zombies have little class and care nothing for the dance. They broke us down, pouring through the walls as were pouring the Glenlivet. Before dawn it was over, tooth and claw triumphed over suit and jaw. Amongst the carnage I heard tales of some of the Ridleybank locals engaging in a barn dance in the upper left corner - this heartens me, perhaps there is a small scrap of hope for the living and the dead.
For now I'm licking my wounds and anything else my tongue can reach. The News Team are scattered, as it should be. We're not a one suburb station, we're Channel 4 Dammit, we're part of the soul of this city and we'll continue exposing ourselves to you for as long as it's legal.
Keep you're eyes on the road, your hands on the steel and shut them damn doors behind you.
Those bastards tricked us, let us feel that parity was the name of the game. You have the NT, we'll have the NT. Back and forward it Went like some Victorian parlor past time that didn't involve spanking. There was an equilibrium seldom seen in the wars between Man and Beast. And we were content, glory was everywhere and we looked good.
Then came Friday 13th, then came LUE, then came the sobering wake up call that zombies have little class and care nothing for the dance. They broke us down, pouring through the walls as were pouring the Glenlivet. Before dawn it was over, tooth and claw triumphed over suit and jaw. Amongst the carnage I heard tales of some of the Ridleybank locals engaging in a barn dance in the upper left corner - this heartens me, perhaps there is a small scrap of hope for the living and the dead.
For now I'm licking my wounds and anything else my tongue can reach. The News Team are scattered, as it should be. We're not a one suburb station, we're Channel 4 Dammit, we're part of the soul of this city and we'll continue exposing ourselves to you for as long as it's legal.
Keep you're eyes on the road, your hands on the steel and shut them damn doors behind you.