Life in Moo Town
Monday, February 21, 2005
  We reach for the stars, but if we actually ever grasped one, a scorched hand is all we would receive for our troubles. The reward is in the process, not the end.  9:14 AM
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I pooop on you and your burned hands!! A burned hand is an indication of a lack of will! There is no fire!!! There is no pain!!

You smell like feces.... because I poop on you!!!

Hahahahhahahhahahhahahahhahahahhahahahhahahahhahahahhahahahahahhahhahaahhahhahhahaha (Insane manicical laughter continues ad inifinitum) [latin phrases mean you can't touch this!!]
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : February 21, 2005 at 2:34 PM
 
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Curious? Then read on. If not go watch TV or find some other way to rot your brain :-P

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