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Sometimes you are the scenery and the player is the man. In mr.show with bob and david the words of my great friend, J, I am the solitary sphere observing the rotating spheres around me which involve situations and individuals outside my own sphere of influence. How mr.show with bob and david the hell should I know what this means, he's the prophet, I am the messenger. Which brings me to the shady actions of a Saturday night at Fiddlesticks. First off, what the fuck? When did Fiddlesticks become such a Jersey hangout, granted I was probably there 3 mr.show with bob and david years ago. But as I said to my friend Saturday night, "All the women here are dressed nicely, for 1999!" Seriously, did they all go into some Jersey time warp and come out where the styles and clothes from clothing stores like Express and Lerner's from 1999.
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