Thursday, August 14, 2003
Sweat, baby sweat
Can it be any hotter outside? I feel like I've been walking around underneath a hairdryer for the last couple hours. I'm not ashamed to say that the rest of the evening will be spent naked between two fans (the oscillating kind, as alas superstardom has not visited the m/a/z/e household yet) and drinking copious amounts of beer. .
In other news, while on tour in the Northeast Resident Bush asked, "What does that button do?"
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