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naudia for making breakfast. I would have been in much worse state without hot food in my belly.)
Naturally, therefore, it was a day for Judas Priest. By happy coincidence, "Metal Works" and "Angel of Retribution" were both among the morning's transfers. In spite of being on the 8am train, which sucks mightily and is the main impetus for me to catch an earlier train even though I can usually make it on time with the later one, by the time we hit Secaucus I was in a much better frame of mind, because how can you not be after half an hour of Rob Halford's musical pep talks?
Note to Gen-Yers: This is why we will forever be kicking your asses up one side of the street and down the other. Our teenage-alienation songs are about being lone freedom fighters against the robotic soldiers of oppressive totalitarian regimes. Yours are about huddling in the corner sobbing because your mommies didn't love you enough. MAN UP, YOU BIG GIRL'S BLOUSES.
(Let me take this moment to express my gratitude to
naudia for making breakfast. I would have been in much worse state without hot food in my belly.)Naturally, therefore, it was a day for Judas Priest. By happy coincidence, "Metal Works" and "Angel of Retribution" were both among the morning's transfers. In spite of being on the 8am train, which sucks mightily and is the main impetus for me to catch an earlier train even though I can usually make it on time with the later one, by the time we hit Secaucus I was in a much better frame of mind, because how can you not be after half an hour of Rob Halford's musical pep talks?
Note to Gen-Yers: This is why we will forever be kicking your asses up one side of the street and down the other. Our teenage-alienation songs are about being lone freedom fighters against the robotic soldiers of oppressive totalitarian regimes. Yours are about huddling in the corner sobbing because your mommies didn't love you enough. MAN UP, YOU BIG GIRL'S BLOUSES.
