I had a "Degrassi Junior High" thong a few years back. I loved it.
Loved it so much, I wore it out, I guess.

that fuckin hilarious

I finally started my new position, it was good.

That is a nice name.

does this sound familiar?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h6RVThlgM_Y

português. fucking português, man.

my gawd, yr sexy.

good morning to you too (although I'm sure it's not still morning in the cradle of civilization).

that sounds like the makings of a powerful hex!

although I don't really have breakdowns, I'm drinking lots of coffee and I curse AT LEAST 200 times a day. all I need now is a target for my black majick ritual.

suggestions?

that song is from 1991 and the music is a nice sonic youth rip off. that band is one my favourites (their music is in the line of early swans) and i praise adolfo luxuria canibal (the lead singer).

it's hard to hex bunnies, but those two look like they are up to no good (I think they are hiding carrots in their purses).

....I haven't had a chance to get in many smokes, but I'm sure by the end of it all, I will.

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BooleanVar FazRetencao;

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if UltimaPag then
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else
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)
Else
(
if UltimaPag then
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else
""
)

stephanie watches people poop out balloons. she has a special device that lets her see what's happening back there.

at her last job, she played with penises.

"they start off hard, but when you touch them with a probe you have to chase them".

rectum cookies to all.

I think I'm psychic.
I really do. No kidding.
I could elaborate.
That doughnut looks like an inverted nipple.

elaborate.

This guy who really liked me back in highschool had been appearing in my dreams lately. I haven't seen him in years. I told my friend Lawrence about it, and that I'm probably going to see him soon because of it.

THAT SAME NIGHT.

There's more to the story, but that's the gist of it.

Also, sometimes when I'm tired, I'll close my eyes and see detailed images of people of never seen. They'll be partaking in every day activities, which are usually nothing special. I feel like I'm seeing into the lives of other people for some reason.

I swear by it.

I'm not crazy, and I usually do not believe in this sort of thing.