After all the poetry slam pieces had been read and votes were tallied, things were over. I started leaving and noticed one poet discreetly leave around back. I knew what she was doing because I've been there. Four blocks north a week ago, I was there. I, too, hate losing and I hate losing at life. Stumbling with words, awkward silence, apologizing
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Really, its time to face it: Michael Eugene needs to join the UBC moustache club and turn his love of being naked into a profitable stripping career (I feel these two will tie in nicely), but let me know how it turns out. Steel Cock will be magnificent.
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I don't hate the moustache club, but I don't love it either. I should at least check it out. Maybe it will become a hilarious annecdote that people will love me for telling.
I saw Ryan last month. I was wearing a wrestling suit... No explaination!
PS Did you say retardation clinic? Oh doctor, doctor (L)
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You've never seen P.G.'s strippers, but I did. Yikes. I applaud them for maintaining ALL their teeth. Mad brushing skeelz.
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