Saturday, April 09, 2005

...And We'll Keep on Fighting Till The End...

The Freakin' Hott is now in possession of "The Cup of Rock", as we emerged victorious from the Champions of Rock battle last night. The Champions of Rock Tour still has several cities in the southeast to go through before the big battle in Orlando at The Hard Rock - House of Blues, so you have plenty of time to:

1. Beg your boss at Foxmoor for the weekend off.

2. Collect enough Camel Cash to buy a tent so you have somewhere to sleep up there.

3. Respond to that outstanding bench warrant you have in Orange County for taking a pee-pee on the giant alligator that welcomes you into Gatorland.

Oh my stars! I just realized we're going to be playing in the O.C.! Okay, so it's not Orange County, California, but I should start developing an eating disorder just in case. And Aaron and Wilkins are gonna have to start doing pilates ASAP. Thank goodness they both already have a huge stash of drawstring jersey pants folded neatly in their IKEA modular armoire cubes.

On that note, thanks to everyone who came out, and continue to come out show after show, to show their support for TFH. Special thanks to Bandito - always a near-and-dear, and to Truckstop Coffee for putting on one hell of a show last night. And thank you to Nothing Rhymes with Orange, for not rhyming with orange, and for their never-ending creative use of a roll of tube socks.

Maggie

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