August 9, 2001 by Beta Lounge | 4 Comments
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jazz cats.. you know.. riding pianos like dirty whores.. big black hats and suglasses indoors.. pencil moustaches and double breasted suits.. jazz cats…
and then it goes all weird.. like the jazz cats have taken acid and stepped into another dimension where men walk backwards and monkeys ride motorbikes and dwarfs serve cocktails and shit..
Nice comment, Mikerism…
thanks alicka.. thanks..
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