A solem short story for the day I don't know you, sir.

Feb 10, 2004 10:33

I had only recently found a use for my orphan-skin byproduct suitcase. Sunny Guatemala, there I went on a package tour holiday for the pursuit of donkey hunting. Hot cock kabobs by the menstrual pool were a delight, and I was once again introduced to my childhood love affair with intravenous drugs. Mother would have been amazed to see me sliding ( Read more... )

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everybabyweeps February 11 2004, 05:58:41 UTC
Its solemn.
sorry. its glaring at me.

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