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2006-06-20 - 1:35 a.m. I want to get out of here. I also never want to leave this chair. I've gone over it so many times I'm sick of hearing myself say it. "We're the kids from donkeytown! And we're spinning around like donkeycorn, in a donkeydonkey ferret plastic lunch dick" dot dot dot Here's to breaking your knuckles. � 0 comments so far� |