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Damnit, I want to find my frickin' deck. I'm finally figuring it all out, finally having it all flow and make sense, and I can't find the fucker.
You hear me, deck! You're a fucker for telling me where the hell you are. You AND my contacting juggling ball are MIA and that is just not okay.
I remember having the ball when I was moving. I remember sitting on my bed screwing around with it. And the ball was with the deck. *sigh* Want my stuff man!