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Thanks for letting me know Rody!

November 19th in Portland Ore. This is a little story about Benji..the tall stealthy man you see terrifying Rody in one of the pictures. He was a friend of Chris, who had the honor of having the first Pizza parties. I didn’t know if this guy wanted to kill me,hug me or both. Which I think was the general consensus of the night amongst everyone. Whiskey with Cam and Rody was definitely interesting. Pretty sure the harmonized singing of hey-yo hey-yo of the song “No diggity” by Black street was a huge highlight of the night that and when Benji pulled a knife out and dared me to stab him. Only at a Protest the hero show. So future Pizza Party participants get crazy! I could share more but I think the face palm from Rody when I said I would share all of it has convinced me other wise. And as always seeing Luke was a pleasure and he is sweet as always!

Protest the hero concert in Portland Oregon. Nov 19th 2013. Rody talks about being professional,Indiegogo and the band Orgy.

Happy Birthday to Mr.Rody Walker, The Choad and pretty bad ass dude!

That sweet little redhead's got her hooks in my back she points her finger and she shows me what i lack her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air She paints the streets a shade of gray around my chair so come on in Her hot breath on my skin Her scent on my fingers Her taste is on my mind It constantly lingers 'Till I can breathe her 'Till I can believe her 'Till I can breathe her 'Till I can leave her every kiss is a little sickening i can feel death's fingers quickening tightening my passage ways If you can't count the years Start counting days Try to remember that she hates you And though she might elate you She tries to kill the great that's in you now She's hand picked the fate that awaits you now And despite her words, it's not too late I wrote a Goddamn love song to praise everything I hate And kids world wide tag the chorus line And they sealed my picture's frame She might run shit for right now but I'll be damned if it's forever and always As the chorus-line fades away like friends in high-school hallways Oh, I got this feeling That things will never, ever, ever be the same Things will never be the same What about those rainy nights in London? What about the crippling desert heat? What about all those times you swore you'd never leave me? What about the hospital in L.A.? You took me back after that night What about that blackened image in my mind? I swear I burn with a new light What about that frozen, dripping, holiday bird that's cold She's cold as ice!

Couldn't of said it better Rody..