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Jun 27, 2005 07:09

I once had my palm read by some hippie mystic. She took my hand and looked it over with a sincerity in her eyes that lead me to beleive she knew what she was talking about. When she was finished with my palm she said nothing, instead she turned the sincerity in her eyes to mine. Caught in her gaze I couldn't think of much to say but "So? What did ( Read more... )

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perdedora June 28 2005, 15:16:09 UTC
I love Eamon J. God.

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ibanez530 June 29 2005, 00:58:36 UTC
you and doug were riding your bikes down main street and i yelled "yo guys" in case you were wondering who that was lol.

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