Sorry. TeeJunkie headquarters was swarmed by a mob of outraged Thai coke executives wielding swords and shit. Apparently they didn’t take kindly to my suggesting that perhaps they paid their employees with 20 ouncers. Everybody was killed except for your faithful TJ. My wounds are healing nicely. My fingers were reattached and are getting good enough circulation to type this. I did have to use one of my favorite tees for a tourniquet though. That sucked. Anyway, other than that, I’ve been busy working on a site for some sick-ass death metal dudes or I would’ve told you sooner.
See you next week.
Light-headed-ly,
TJ



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