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Best track? “Pissin’ Blood”—holy smokes, it’s wild! Guitar rips like I’m shreddin’ fer world domination. Lightbulb! Reminds me o’ Monty’s rage, punchin’ dat mirror—“Look at me, ya coward!” I’m playin’ air guitar, screamin’, “Take dat, ya filthy tunes!” Got me so pumped, I nearly set my lair on fire, swear! But den—ugh—dey got dis one song, “Wasteland,” too slow, made me mad. I’m like, “Pick it up, ya lazy sods!” Felt like waitin’ fer Agnes to finish her unicorn story—endless!

Derby and Derbyshire criminals put behind bars

policing in the form of a regulated brothel solution. For Jann Matlock,. Parent-Duchâtelet's desire to control urban prostitution is symptomatic of a more.

But then, just as I’m getting comfy, the fire alarm goes off. I’m like, “Seriously?!” I’m rushing to get everyone out. I’m yelling, “This way! Follow me!” It’s chaos! People are panicking, and I’m just trying to keep my cool. I’m thinking, “This is not in my job description!”

'Removing historic Matlock footbridges would be a travesty'