Thursday, August 13, 2009

Skin and bone. Made to leave you.

I feel my past creeping up...it always does around this time of the year....

It's time to call the moving van! I'm moving on up!
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How hard would it be for me to join a biker gang?? I am hoping to become a member of The Breed...they deal meth. That's neat.

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I was just wondering how hard it was to answer the fucking phone. If it's ringing and you can see that everyone else is fucking busy answer the phone....we know you aren't working....and thats why you will be getting those nasty little emails everyday until you figure it the fuck out.
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Oh look its pink...maybe now you will touch it.




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