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          • October 21, 2009 3:33 pm
            You find yourself chuckling, “Are you climbing a step ladder to heaven?” Sticking your head through the ceiling you see Frank & Mr. Chief Billy. They are standing in a vast field of stars. You feel that same wave of peace that you felt when you watched that video. Maybe everything isn’t perfect… Hell, maybe nothings perfect. We all do dumb things. And even other times we do brilliant things. Life happens. Its not that profound and yet it can be the most profound thing ever, if your alive. 2 years later you are back on tour with Frank and the whole band. Your new record “Mr. Chief Billy” hasn’t sold very well. But its sold well enough.  Well enough to keep you headlining State fairs. And hopefully people will take its message of mustache awareness to heart. If just one person is saved the treachery and despair of a mustache portal to another dimension gone awry… well then your times here has not been wasted. The End back to the beginning

            You find yourself chuckling, “Are you climbing a step ladder to heaven?”

            Sticking your head through the ceiling you see Frank & Mr. Chief Billy. They are standing in a vast field of stars. You feel that same wave of peace that you felt when you watched that video.

            Maybe everything isn’t perfect… Hell, maybe nothings perfect. We all do dumb things. And even other times we do brilliant things. Life happens. Its not that profound and yet it can be the most profound thing ever, if your alive.

            2 years later you are back on tour with Frank and the whole band. Your new record “Mr. Chief Billy” hasn’t sold very well. But its sold well enough.  Well enough to keep you headlining State fairs. And hopefully people will take its message of mustache awareness to heart. If just one person is saved the treachery and despair of a mustache portal to another dimension gone awry… well then your times here has not been wasted.

            The End

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