Joe "Crimson" Provo's Durn Crap

Sure as you can't steer a train
You can't change your fate

-They Might Be Giants


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Peeve-of-the-Moment:
People on public transit who insist on wearing their backpacks while on very full cars. Put it on the ground, nitwit.

Well-known Joe Provo Fact Number 7:
He was a very early member of Jack Jansen's anarchy mailing list, and had to leave around 1994 when one too many teenyboppers wanted to talk hate and destruction.

"A construct made of cloned human tissue, augments, anxiety, depression, and unforcused rage, a killing machine for whichever humans rented me, until I made a mistake and got my brain destroyed."

I suggest visiting the web-based online game Urban Dead or you visit Bill Marrs, NOW!

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And as a parting shot, one of those insufferable Saturday Morning toy advertizements:

This Month's Hottest Toy!
 Jook for Gweeping Ingrid Bergman Action Figure  
For ages ten and up.  

Cheers,
joe