Season's Greetings!
No, we're not late. We're just...delayed. Yeah, delayed. That's it.
2005 saw the dawn of the imperial armies upon the lands of rock 'n roll. The legion was formed and as of yet, we're still in bootcamp getting our asses ready. Seven times we had to exercise our battletactics and we even needed to repel the troops of an old crusty veteran once. As we remain at our battlestations we glance over the horizon and we won't dare to guess what lies ahead. We're stoked and craving for some fresh meat. Others may fear their glooming future, hidden among a treacherous mist, but for us, the unknown just means opportunity. Gladness will furfill us when more rebels will gallop over the hills, but if that's not the case, we'll just drink some beer and wait some more.
Have yourself a nice 2006. And don't do any things we wouldn't do. Ahrrr.
2005 saw the dawn of the imperial armies upon the lands of rock 'n roll. The legion was formed and as of yet, we're still in bootcamp getting our asses ready. Seven times we had to exercise our battletactics and we even needed to repel the troops of an old crusty veteran once. As we remain at our battlestations we glance over the horizon and we won't dare to guess what lies ahead. We're stoked and craving for some fresh meat. Others may fear their glooming future, hidden among a treacherous mist, but for us, the unknown just means opportunity. Gladness will furfill us when more rebels will gallop over the hills, but if that's not the case, we'll just drink some beer and wait some more.
Have yourself a nice 2006. And don't do any things we wouldn't do. Ahrrr.
posted by Greg at 5:02 PM
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