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Feb 19, 2007 16:21

Everyone but me is recovering from the tequila fiesta that occured last night between the hours of 10pm and Lord knows what.
The reason I am not recovering, is that there is nothing for me to be recovering from. I behaved myself, except for crawling out on to the roof and then slipping and falling in The Biggest Puddle in the Whole World.

We are on day three of four day, and I am wearing very comfy wumfy clothes. Which can be shortened to simply I AM WUMFY.
Les pantalons wumfyesque.

Killin me softly with his song
Killin me
softly
with his fists and a piece of wood
or
with a candlestick
In the Billiard Room.
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