I have the radio playing pretty much all day while I work. For the past week all I've heard is promo spots for this idiot Russel Crow's band, called "Thirty-ott foot of grunts"....... They are playing some local bar here in Winnipeg.
<i>thirty-ott foot of grunts??</i> .... the idiot that thunk up that name must have fell out of the stupid tree and hit every damn branch on the way down.
Then early this morning there were crows outside my winder, way up in a tree caw-ing their fucking heads off. 5 AM no less.
I want to shoot all things crow.
