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Dec 08, 2006 01:45
"i heard your car blew up
broke down
coughed bolts
lit on fire
trampled by peaseants
caked with mud
and tar and feathered
immersed in hot oil
and fried till cripsy
except spelled right."
I love my freinds.
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