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:: Tuesday, August 17, 2004 ::
What is this. You are foolish to think that flooding the Serum with Matt-ites will somehow drive me out. I infest with the best of them, cordless and rotary. Occasionally miffed, rarely jovial and mostly intensly ravenous for Jones-bread.
So after years of running around, canted foward, arms flailing rearward, I've been pinned down. Tack through a trailing tendril, corraled like a mutt that has a penchant for chewing on three-year-olds. Carb-a-what? fuck it all with both hands. Do i really have to become best friends with little white fuck-er-nutters?
Complete your tasks . Is one of them inventing a new intestine animal? Those always sell well at concerts.
:: sandy 9:28 PM [+] ::
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