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We mashed up locusts, and then made bread.
Nov 15, 2005 23:33
You want to understand me? Well this just about sums it up. It's Real World confession booth time (
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connerla
November 16 2005, 15:51:19 UTC
Now I know everything about you that I have ever wanted to know...
Four minutes, forty-eight seconds. We're all dead. Burned to a crisp.
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thisfish
November 16 2005, 18:43:38 UTC
~swoon~
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lhiannan
November 16 2005, 22:28:33 UTC
you don't even watch i <3 huckabees! you just leave the menu screen on for 24 hours at a time.
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thisfish
November 16 2005, 22:29:30 UTC
I like the song!
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