The flames slowly melt away into a pile of smoldering gray ashes. There is a loud boom as the sky splits in two and lighting strikes the pile of burnt past. There is a shuddering as the ash falls away around a fleshless skull. Skin slowly creeps up the bones of the emerging figure like raindrops in some kind of sick reversal. The sillouhette
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hey nutsack.
what's shakin'
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LoL....now seriously. Not much really. I just got internet back on today. I gotta get some more sleep for work so I can't reply much right now. Let me know how you've been and such though. :)
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you can read the jernil.
... youDO know who this is... right??
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Drunken banter always make for good times...lol. I've missed talking to you to. Glad to hear you always got peoples stopping over nothing can be worse than having your own place and loneliness setting in...yuck at that. If I hadn't totalled my vehicle this summer I would come pop over myself. *sighs* *slaps self for stupidity*
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