From the dead head of the Pumpkin,
seeds are just spit like fire!!!!
(I DEMAND YOU TO DO NOTHING.)
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Judicator Chuck
Por días tan diametralmente opuestos como ayer y hoy... me siento más bipolar que nunca.
I SPREAD DISEASE LIKE A DOG AN MY TRASCENDENCE WILL DWELL BEYOND TIME AND SPACE THE SAND NO LONGER MATTERS IS USELESS FOR ANY CLOCK FOR ANY DESERT BEHOLD UPON ME AND DESPAIR
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