we can figure out how shitloads of T's A's U's and G's make people and figure out how to blow up japan by fucking around with some rocks we changed from 238 to 235, what went wrong with us? i've got neither the time nor the desire to think about these, bono-one may have unwittingly earned some shelf-space at moma with his camera. i don't even hate the girl, it's just a fucking horrific series of images. porn's truly where dreams go to die of ergotism, the girl's just sitting there alone made up like some semen-drenched clown, no hay banda