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Jan 02, 2006 00:20

Two thousand and six bumped into my mouth and leaked a sapor of blood, post alley count down. It collapsed on a wooden white fence. It ingurgitated wine, whiskey and ale. It held hands and stared fixedly at it's anxiety, encouraging swig after swallow. It spat out every word with those keyboards and kids, and danced until it was faint. It ( Read more... )

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__forshadows January 2 2006, 11:35:53 UTC
new mike jones?

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ocaptinmycaptin January 2 2006, 18:37:30 UTC
no, new year.

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feeltherapture January 2 2006, 20:00:58 UTC
you poetic son of a bitch

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arneezy January 2 2006, 23:29:31 UTC
Why weren't you at the gazebo?

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KLJDASLJ __srilanka January 3 2006, 03:20:07 UTC
YOU MIGHT BE ONE OF THE ONLY PEOPLE I KNOW THAT THINKS THIS IS FUNNY LIKE ME.
GO TO
www.bonsaikitten.com
IM SORRY YOU MIGHT HATE ME AND THINK IM A SICK PERSON BUT ON THE REAL IT IS FUNNY TO ME.

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uhhduhiloveyou January 3 2006, 03:57:08 UTC
I'm scared of 2006, but I'm glad it's here.

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