i wish god were alive to see this

WOLFPACK / UNITED BLOOD

It could be cold every night for 1000 nights in a row and for every one of those 1000 nights Betsy would forget to wear a sweater or a jacket. She would exclaim that she was warm in the afternoon , and warm inside the apartment , and who knew it was going to be cold anyway? This means I get to offer her something warm and this also means I get to chuckle to everytime I look over and see her in my Judge hoodie. Judge were a band from NYC in 1988 or so and the lyrics were hyper militant straight edge and the fans of Judge were all known meatheads always ready to fight. One night some freaked out old punker dude couldn't wrap his pea brain around the frail and lovely girl in the Judge hoodie. I really want to teach her the words to 'Wolfpack' , and I want to here her sing them!