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Stone Pants Rabbit
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Join Date: May 2001
Location: In your distant memory
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Feb 22nd, 2007, 10:35 AM
an old hunk of pop-tart (cherry...frosted) with lint stuck on it, a bastard file, your (insert adornment, body part, orifice here) stuck to my tongue, a bottle of really good bourdon mixed with grape cool-ade....with no sugar, David Hasselhoff crooning in the distance,
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