Brian from Mad-town, the guy who two Novembers ago decided within 4 hours that we were not destined for romantic greatness?
I guess that means either [his precious] Mathematics, in the guise of Statistical Analysis, is wrong, or that the condescending moron really didn't give us quite enough of a shot. Stupid fuck.
November is just a bad, bad month. Maybe I can find a cloister gig someplace for next year.
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