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[Oct. 27th, 2010|11:57 am] |
My skittles taste like boogers! |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|12:33 pm] |
I rather like this holiday. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|12:39 pm] |
Oh my. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|01:33 pm] |
Hm. Well now. This should prove interesting. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|01:37 pm] |
...Okay, I give, whose zoo house is this? |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|02:23 pm] |
Where am I? What is going on? WHO am I? |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|05:16 pm] |
I ate a Hershey bar, and now every time I turn on the radio, Copacabana comes on. On repeat. That's the only song that plays.
Fucking ass... goddamn. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|05:21 pm] |
Everything I drink turns to beer. This is going to be problematic, I fear.
Ugh, I sound like a Hypello. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|07:33 pm] |
Navi? Angel?
... Sam?
Nobody's ... done anything stupid to get my sight back, have they? |
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[Oct. 27th, 2010|11:26 pm] |
I smell and taste exactly like cotton candy. While this is totally awesome now, I sense getting sick of it in about - oh, probably by tomorrow morning. |
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