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Update: fuck talking smilies.

Update: I will no longer say "...gets me hard." i'm officially changing it to "...gets me wet."

More updates as they come.

Update: There's a photo at work of a cat with it's arm (leg...?) around the shoulders of a dog.
The cat's dressed as a pilgrim, the dog an Indian (yeah--Indian--i said it. fuck you)
it says "Happy Thanksgiving" along the bottom.
it annoys me cos i like cats and i dont like pilgrims.
there's also a sign on one of the doors that says "We Don't Have Crabs In This Office!" meaning the office is filled with happy people--not crabby. seriously, that's how they mean it. they have the most innocuous* of intentions. they're just...that...word that i cant think of.
and they phrased it horribly, too.
i'd protest if i were in the office next to it.


*I feel retarded when i type "innocuous," not because i cant spell it, but because after i spell it i check to see if i'd spelled it correctly. every fucking time.

Update: Holy crap...Brother Ali's white. i totally didnt know. i bought Shadows On The Sun, and on the inside cover there's this weird photo of some creepy looking white dude.
it wasnt till the third listen of Forrest Whitiker that i began to suspect something.
ok, he's not white. he's albino!
no, seriously. he's an albino, Muslim rapper from MN. what of it, bitch.

Boop.