I leave for a while, and this is what I get when I return from my traing from that Moron Reno, I mean my supior. Who game me a hit of who I am for now. I suppose it's not so bad. . .a whore, crossdressers, and many more have come this way. And we have someone else from another place come and get a cup of sugar. I am amused, slightly. But oh well, I
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