Monday, August 22, 2005

Stuck.

Foxtrot.
Uniform.
Charlie.
Kilo.


It's been stuck in my head for days now.

Foxtrot.
Uniform.
Charlie.
Kilo.


Not that I'm complaining too much, mind you, since I like the song. But I just with my mental radio would change stations once in a while.

Put the you-know-what
In the you-know-where.

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