Ah once again its past sunrise, and i still creep about. i wouldn't call it creep im more of a retarded emu let loose in the room. My poor roomate, i would hate me, im always clinkin and clangin shit together, dropping snapple bottles, blasting wu tang. Ive found plans of castration in his files. I remain ever on the watch
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yes, i am forever indebted to you, almighty tristan lord of the back massages
how is that for good-guy recognition? funneling and long talks are so emo. ;)
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