Wednesday, 28 July 2010

The day the music died and took a hostage with it

I have a neighbour - well, not quite a neighbour, more accurately but less specifically, there's someone on the block - who has taken to playing Bon Jovi albums (exclusively and back-to-back mind you) for hours on end without end at full blast. Excessively. I want them to die. But I want them to die knowing the reason why. Snuffed out in an inglorious blaze of gory. Measure for measure. Does that make me a bad medicine man?

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