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Jan 07, 2005 22:19

i don't want you to leave, jackass.

oh come on. think of what i'd be driven to do without you.

think of the M.

think of the M.O.

think of the forehead, oh the forehead.

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oh, thy forehead burn_something January 7 2005, 22:26:45 UTC
think of me.
stabbing you in the gut.
your innards on the floor.
while she sits next to you laughing
and making a comedy routine.

And i wouldnt trust your other new friend to help you with shop.
he's not very good at manipulating wood.

youre coming with me, love.

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anonymous January 8 2005, 19:40:19 UTC
ok ok. i'll stay.

~margaret

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alittlebit_loco January 10 2005, 21:42:28 UTC
oh i get it now

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