From Rolling Stone, in a rant about (among other things) politics and homeland security:
"You can have my shoes when you pry them off my cold, dead feet, and those Red Lobster-hostess blazers look fucking stupid on your police-academy-dropout ass."
RS 1037, "Hot Mood - Not Dealing With Reality"
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Nice to see you back!
Did you get a load of me on page C4 last Sunday?
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