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i feel like my life is becoming more like a movie or play every day. sometimes i think im missing my cues for the next line. sometimes i think i might've messed up the blocking when i went to stage right. sometimes i feel like im missing a prop. sometimes it seems like i have a dead audience. sometimes the days just feel like a matinee show. and

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Sorry, I couldn't help it...

[about_that]

Excellent drabatic analogy, my friend! I thought my absence might have withered away your drabatic spirit, but this has me reassured in the undoubted caliber of thespian in you! I ab going to ignite the drabatic flabe in Spain, and hopefully you'll keep the Paso Robes Draba Club branch alive and thriving, buch like the spirit of young Herbia in Shakespeare's "A Bidsummer's Night Dreab!"

Re: Sorry, I couldn't help it...

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deal.

Re: Sorry, I couldn't help it...

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by the way, hows widda don

[about_that]

Ha ha ha. Widda don is as moody as ever. He's in widda kidnergarten now.

[morganogrom]

All the worlds a stage, and everyone players who take their exits and entrances and fret and wait their turn

or something like that

[poopooe]

All the worlds a stage...and all the men and women, merely players. They have their exits and entrances, and each one in their time plays many parts. ;)

miss you guys

[morganogrom]

awwww