Liam+W.



Shawshank Makes Me Wanna Go To Prison and Other Stuff The Antihero French New Wave Chinatown: Bang A Gong, Get It On My Favorite Things To the Far Right we've got the Originator killing time in an easy chair with his ascertained cigar box guitar roosted between his legs, bearing the sense of my bodily enjoyment for being a musician 'cause I wallow in the funk. Below him is a self-proclaimed hardened barista and flying after him is strictly a Man with a Camera. Now he is an example of the cushy job I want somewhere down the line so I don't drive to despair and get my wings in vain. Alongside him is a giant head and cheek by jowl with the giant head is an orangutan 'cause I relish those flaming monkeys. Breast high above the orangutan is Ted Danson nuzzling a child's head. Bordering upon Ted is D. Boon, the universe's most mythical song-and-dance man 'cause his band could be your life. That spaceship is the effigy of the Gomar Brothers, a two-man band headed by me and my counterpart, Baby Gomar Breslin. In the center of everything is Flann O'Brien, noting my Irish legacy and inclinations for letters. Now on the whole is the phrase "Odds and Ends" meaning just as it sounds...

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