Happy National 311 Day, everybody. I invite you to celebrate by fucking the naysayers ('cause they don't mean a thing).
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Life, law, and frosted donuts.
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Life, law, and frosted donuts.
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Happy National 311 Day, everybody. I invite you to celebrate by fucking the naysayers ('cause they don't mean a thing).
Are they from southern California? I can't tell.
Actually, they're from Omaha, Nebraska. 311 is the police code for indecent exposure in that city, whence comes the band name.
I'm so glad their popularity didn't last longer than a year so I only had to suffer 311 merchandise as b-day presents for one year. My favorite 311 line is the titular: "Guns are for pussies!" :)
Kristina, I still think amber is the color of your energy. That is, shades of gold displayed naturally.