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June 22, 2002

Well, that explains everything

I'm worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
Wear a uniform
On a government loan.
I'm worth a million in prizes
Yeah, I'm through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs.

From the London Times, by way of the always-informative American Samizdat:

Gulf War vets have "damaged" brains

Brain scans on Gulf War veterans in the United States who are suffering from debilitating diseases may have resolved why 130,000 US and British servicemen and women complain of mystery illnesses.

If you tire of my diseased-brain rantings, there's always Spider Jerusalem in TRANSMETROPOLITAN to read instead.

At least for another three issues. Maybe.

Posted by Aaron at June 22, 2002 09:57 AM

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