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[krash2468]

there is a woodpecker who lives on top of the streetlight outside my dorm. every now and then i hear him as i walk to and from class, beating his head on the steel.

wheres the payoff?

in other news, i've decided to re-attempt to write something useful. but not now, as i must go to class :)

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Justin

[anonymous]

When I was five years old, I once watched my mother kill a spider with a tea cozy. Years later, I realized that it was not a spider. It was my uncle Harry.