putting the guts back in

GIRL
Diana Evans
called Dee
since May 25th, 1980
terrorising inner-city Melbourne
consuming flat whites
producing words, hers and other people's
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Thursday, August 18, 2005

Dear two-score people engaged in a conga-line going through the main thoroughfare in Myers, who I encountered just as I turned into menswear, chanting "Peaches, Mango, Peaches" and wearing a variety of silly costumes, with special mention to the four or five at the front in the council-worker vests, and the guy with the bugle,

You're fabulous. You made everyone's day so much more random. \m/

Respect,
- Dee

Dear Trent Reznor,

You brought the rock. All is forgiven. I'll even forgive you Starfuckers for how much Head Like A Hole went off.

Respect,
- Dee

Dear guy sitting behind us at the NIN gig,

Yer a muppet. Like Anthony said, if we were all zombies, you'd be the first one to say, "Brains". Drop off, and let Trent sing. He's better at it.

No respect,
- Dee

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