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[cockmonger]

Andy's play tonight.....everyone did good.......I articulated better than usual.....few lines missed......fat kid forgot to turn on lights.......good play.......Andy's car broke down with Sandy driving......try to put gas in to start it up......two cop cars come......very funny time joking with the cops.......car starts........car stops.......try

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[adamundead]

Huh?

[cockmonger]

It's called poetry, ass.

[adamundead]

That was poetry?

Most of the poetry I see online, goes a little something like this:

Black Sun for Sale
by Every Fucking Person Who Posts Poetry on the Internet

My soul
It's black
I like charcoal
It's black
I like bunnies
They hop
They flip and they hop
Black people like hip hop
Woe is my soul
It's black.

FUCK ONLINE POETRY!

Your pal,
Adam undead

[eveningstroll]

sounds pretty exciting..... heh.

HAH