|Originally posted by kadomony |
moar like "Bee Lurridge" amirite?
I was the official disco bee at the Get Weird party, had the distinguished duty of labeling non-weirdo's as "normal"
this was the morning after party just after sun-up...*sigh* such a great memory...
there comes a time when the operation of the machine is so odious that you cannot even tacitly participate. you've got to place your bodies on the gears, the wheels, all the mechanism. you've got to indicate to those who own it and those who run it, that unless you are free, the machine will be prevented from working at all.