more like confused grudgefuck…..
I’m sorry, I was spacing out for a second there.
I have every reason, having just returned from “The Dead” at John Paul Jones Arena, Charlottesville (our arena is named after the bass player for Led Zeppelin? Can I get a “FUCK YEAH!?”), following a rigorous afternoon trying to figure out what the hell the “tea partiers” were talking about in the Downtown Pavillion,…. and well,
I’m a CONFUSED LITTLE AMERICAN! Continue reading