Meat the press

May 02, 2007 22:01

Conversely, first off, I should start out by saying, without hesitation. Hello. It feels like it's been eras since we were ruled by alcoholic school instructors who gave us penance but no payment. (Portable music players come to mind.) The bells fell quiet and lonely, emptied out our pupils and minced us into oblivion.

Your starvation for molecular interest demands that you look up and undauntedly question. It's interior design holds our accolades untouched!

I'm hurt, and my spectacles are opaque. I must run, before I miss the show.
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