Sweet merciful crap, if it is allergies, then they've been replicating Godzilla: dormant for eons, awoken by nuclear testing, all Burr breaking Matchbox cars loose from dimestore plastic track.
So yeah, love is offspring & sometimes-better-halves & geeky friendshippery, but right now, my heart goes pitter-patter-thump-ouch for the below, though if you don't help --
-- I'm running away with this sulty cigaress.
Tomorrow, the horrors of youth, the tomb that births the undeath of adulthood.
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I hope you're not having a threesome with those two, because your liver might die.
NATIONAL SYPHILIS!
Holy mother of something. I think this project came covered in disease because I have what you have. Cold? Allergies? Achoo!
Will I get this disease (Randal's Syndrome) just from clicking on his blog?
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WINGED EROS SCOFFS AT YOU!!!
thatgirl, what happens in the digestive system, stays in the digestive system.
lisa, it's bad enough I have to don a Hazmat suit to come downtown, now I have to keep it on because the internets is filthy?
if, not unless you practice safe browsing.
WHERE'S YOUR LOVE-COMRADESHIP?
Only you can prevent the heartbreak of R.S.
Please give generously.
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Graves, you swine (flu? yes)!
What, no Death Metal? No footie? Nothing impenetrable and obscure?
You really are not well. I still say you should get the soup of the day at Famous Ray's. We hear that he uses real meat to flavor the stock.
Regards,
Tengrain
if, yes, please give generously to me, all of you.
Listen up, Californistan, I'm merely following the rules of the game, and some of us enjoy following the rules. We believe in law & order. Now hurry up with that last toke before we throw your ass in the can, longhair.
Looks like a proto-Meth lab set-up to me. You breakin' bad, dude?
As my Baptist friends would say, "Be healed!"
Oh, you're just lucky we're not in Merrie Ole, or I could sue you for libel. Everyone knows I'm more of a midnight toker.
OK, I found somebody for you, but she's gonna eat your pizza rolls.
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