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Aug 16, 2006 20:01

It seems to be the Universe's inherent wish that I come home smelling of smoke every day. Spent a terrifying ten minutes in Mike's car listening to OutKast and balancing half a dozen eggs in my apron. Mike's idea of a speed limit is sort of like Barbossa ( Read more... )

five. days. mike drives like crowley.

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wasteofpaintxxx August 17 2006, 15:19:52 UTC
eee. that doesnt sound like a great car ride. haha.. why the eggs??? hahaha... wooo.. i would love to live in 1840's.. haha.. cept/ i like running water.. so.. nevermind:) DO YOU HAVE TO PEE IN THOSE HOLES AT WORK???

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Hah! Hell Wello! damianmasterson July 12 2007, 14:06:03 UTC
Hell Wello!

Hah!

But Siriusly

Hell0!

Good to meet you!

Dave here, saying hi! You don't know me yet. But You will. 57 academics just punched the air! Make that 58! Haven't met the 57 yet, but now I've met you! Cheers!

Damian Masterson
Aka David

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