… is that he’s verified, not by polls offering a consensus or double blind experiments, but by the likes of Billy Joe Shaver. As the original outlaw says in the introduction here, He’s the one who made us all #2 … that’s true! Then you don’t have to compete, you see …
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From Empty Hands
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America
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Scrutinies
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Catholic and Enjoying It
Bad Catholic
Universalis
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En pocas palabras
William Wilson, Guitarist Extraordinaire
Signposts in a Strange Land
Ben Hatke
Daniel Mitsui
Dappled Things
The Fine Delight
Gene Luen Yang
Wiseblood Books
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I’m jealous.
You’re jealous? That’s a terrifyingly familiar backdrop.
Maybe Uncle Terry needs to read this piece that your old drinking buddy, Al Waugh wrote for the Torygraph in 2005:
‘Nepotism: It Never Did Me Any Harm’
Just to bring things ’round to the start a bit:
‘You Just Can’t Beat Jesus Christ’ sounds like a song Mrs Melrose Ape’s ‘angels’ would have performed in Vile Bodies.
You just can’t impeach that song title or those lyrics, though. Thanks, Mr Finnegan.
Just to bring things even further ’round – doesn’t Shaver take a moment to point out his son, playing guitar?
(CONTENT ADVISORY: BAD WORDAGE)
Envy, Caution
Willie gets credit for sitting in.