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Apr 17, 2002 01:27

And now, self-destructing ironic commentary by clearmind:

One night after a rehearsal, me and the crew went to Birdick's for dinner. It was 1/2 off Student Sundays and being students, we were there like business majors at a burning SUV. While we were eating, the ketchup bottle ran dry. So I said to everyone: "This ketchup bottle is very symbolic to my love life." and let go of the bottle to show that there was nothing in it. After the plastic Heinz 57 settled on the table, I said: "Dead."

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