Sunday, February 16th, 2003 | 22:32
"Baby can you feel it, and don't it make you wanna lay down and close your eyes?"

My native tongue is blasphemy. -Matthew Good (In a World Called Catastrophe)
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I wasn't even staring at her ass; I was too busy thinking about dying.
As much as I'm not, I think I'm well aware.
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Give me ten years. It'll be better then.
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Fuckin' carpals.
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Gord: Your hair is blue. What happened, some girl tie you down and do it to you?
Truly Yours: No, but maybe now some girl will.
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Avalanche

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