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i need another hole in my head, something to let the sun in and the evil out. A set of beige drapes like a wet napkin over a bowl of oatmeal. Size: 4 by 2, color: beige, hardware: not included. Just big enough for a three-year-old to reach his (her?) grubby fingers in, uncross my wire, accessorize my space, evaluate my feng shui. Oh my god, is that a hole in your head?        --one of several...-- Just an access panel, really. i am a talented surgeon, as seen on T.V., spreading hope and renewal... BEHOLD! *i have faced death and returned to you a shaman! Hear my words, heed my words, i i i, cast down amongst you, beseech you:* RISE UP! *Rejoice and tremble, look upon the beauty that is, despair no more in the illusions that were past, face illusions to come, as real as we make them.*
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Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
5/18/2007
i need another hole in my head, something to let the sun in and the evil out. A set of beige drapes like a wet napkin over a bowl of oatmeal. Size: 4 by 2, color: beige, hardware: not included. Just big enough for a three-year-old to reach his (her?) grubby fingers in, uncross my wire, accessorize my space, evaluate my feng shui. Oh my god, is that a hole in your head?        --one of several...-- Just an access panel, really. i am a talented surgeon, as seen on T.V., spreading hope and renewal... BEHOLD! *i have faced death and returned to you a shaman! Hear my words, heed my words, i i i, cast down amongst you, beseech you:* RISE UP! *Rejoice and tremble, look upon the beauty that is, despair no more in the illusions that were past, face illusions to come, as real as we make them.*
another old one (after high school)
derek-yohn
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Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
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