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Trust Flyman. Get 'em all. You'll be glad you did.
I was in a band a long time ago where the sound guy would always play "Going to California" after our last song. Anytime I hear it now I think of sitting behind my set, towel over my head, feeling tired and wondering how long it was going to pack up all my shit.
Good times.
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Howard Moon: The wind is my only friend.
Wind: [whistling] I hate you.
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