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The Story So Far |
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It all started a couple of weeks into the summer holiday. Tom and I were hanging around with our respective girlfriends at the time, when mine said (jokingly, I hope) that she'd like me more if I was in a band. I said 'fine, I bloody will then!'. I had wanted to be in band for a while because, as I describe in my section, I've got a dangerous build up of funk that can't be satisfied by playing on my own. I asked Tom, who I knew was a bitchin' guitar monkey and he agreed. Then we waited...... |
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This is the band, except me who, as you may have guessed, took the photo. |
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Reasons why Dawson's Creek is marvellous: |
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It's ridiculous |
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First Practice |
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They're supposed to be my age |
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Home |
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Their problems are 1,000,000 times worse than mine, and that's funny. Hahahaha. |
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