It’s a Tarasque. See: the Feast of Martha.

the better part of two days trying to find that dang splinter of wood I surmised was hiding in my sock and sticking me in the foot, I discovered upon closer examination a mosquito bite on the back of my heel. How about that? What a funny place to get bit. Welcome to Itchy Town, I’m running for mayor and I’ve got one vote.

What is “Anthropodermic bibliopegy”?

Answer.

But thankfully there’s Speakeasy, bottled water that freshens your stinky breath. Thanks, Speakeasy.

What do these terms mean?

Verse
Chorus
Refrain
Bridge

and most importantly,

Form

Yesterday night, some neighbors of mine (I don’t know them by name) had a little grillout in the courtyard and generally had a good time. Being right across from my ground floor room, they were a tad loud. Since it was a cool night though, I didn’t mind closing my windows, and then it was completely quiet.

The next day this was posted on the front door. My flat also got one in our mailbox, although we had nothing to do with it.

This screed is so condescending and arrogant, I now have to side with the drunken idiots from last night! It reminds me once again as how many people in this country seem to have a pride in their lack of diplomacy. And it will most certainly backfire: whoever was responsible for last night will feel so insulted that next time they will make it a point to be loud and obnoxious, and they’ll most likely get away with it, too.

It was a buh-last playing for all those nice folks on Friday! The evening was a success. I’d like to that the Showboys and the Fills for playing before us and captivating the audience. Also I’d like to that Orange for having us. I’d like to thank the neighbors for not calling the cops even though we left the door open; it was a tiny room, boy, was it a hot night–in Dresden terms. And most of all, I want to thank all the cool folks who came, cheered, danced, patronized our illegal bar, got sexy, and simply made the whole affair worthwhile.

For y’all who missed it, and for those who’d like to reminisce, here’s the whole DDC set uncut (runs approx. 2:05).

Look behind you!