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Mar 2012
Ah, youth, were hast thou fled?
It seems to me only yesterday that
I was dodging the draft in WWII.
Where was I?
Oh, yeah.  Someone's buggered off with
My false teeth.
It's that f*cking cat again.
Written by
Doktor Howl
670
   Loveless Wraith
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