Anthony J. Crowley

The image that could be seen was not particularly demonic in nature about the video that clicked on. Crowley's slender fingers drum away lightly on the wheel with no concern for the direction the vehicle should be taking. The scenery outside the windows goes by as though the world had been tossed carelessly into a blender. Trees and buildings and cars blur together Impossibly fast, making it difficult to make out where the dark-haired man was going. As if to go with the scene of the world flashing by at 180 kilometers per hour, a strong baritone voice loudly accompanies the vocals of Queen's Don't Stop Me Now, hitting every note with confident ease. The car makes a sharp jump to the left and continues on, the phone sliding to a better view of the shaded serpent. His head tilted back as the song continues with gusto, the blare of a horn just audible as it comes and goes, melting into the song and dieing away. With another jostle of the vehicle to the right, the world on screen spins offering a brief view of the floor before the screen goes black. The singing continues until the end of the song. The feed comes to an abrupt end as Reelin' in the Years (Vocals by F. Mercury) begins to drum it's way into the audio.

I may very well squirt myself in the head with Holy Water
I don't know how it happened
I don't care how it happened.
I just want an explanation as to why it is not fixed
Do you honestly expect me to live with an Angel?
Do you realize how much of a damper this puts on my work, my style, my... relative Sanity
All things considered, I suppose things could be worse.
However.
This needs fixed.
I do not know how long I will be able to handle sleeping on a couch in the same house as my enemy ... friend... Acquaintence
Not to mention those godawf-, helli- ... rather un-stylish chairs

I need a drink.
And a few good bad deeds.