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Jun 20, 2005 21:39


Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
just to check out the late-night record shop.
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane,
but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.

It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning,
it's a matter of fact.
You can call me Pavlov's dog.
Ring a bell and I'll salivate. How'd you ( Read more... )

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celtic_pirate June 21 2005, 10:22:46 UTC
you should go to a party anyway! their fun! and, as soon as i get a day off (*coughcough* tomorrow or thursday *coughcough*) we are going to hang out! i shall come and get you in my piece-o-shit beater of a truck that still runs! amazingly enough with the way i treated it...but i try to baby it now, lol

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Well............... deathwarrior June 30 2005, 13:23:32 UTC
Your coming to my party aren't you? Cuz, um, well, ya have to.

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