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you re getting a ride home with terry? you have a home? it was real darkish. i thought i had some car but they were sleeping in it, which is way fucking better than me driving it, so i don t bother. myself, i can barely remember, but when i do i taste god.

smoking running whoa did i?

since when. do milkshakes. talk.

all i remember is being at pari's. vaaguely remember.

i was shopping again, with my father, he was getting...the salad bar? i had a piece of fruit and a little stolen cantalope. i was going to buy a pair of jeans after a premonition about the future coldness of the days, but i was rejected. then came garcia's, the others and i's escape from these assault weapon wielding guys who shot both garcia and...
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so there was the submarine submerged while we struggled to stay afloat in the water, a fucking wierd feeling to be left behind. we decided we would just swim to nova scotia, and passed some other islands on the way, there were bikers. what was it a circus? a race? who knew? not us, we kept swimming. we survived. what a strange red shirt, looks...
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the fucking tank slid all the way down the street while it was on fire, but i got it to stop at the very edge, pulled my father out and we walked back to the building.

anyone remember a little blond boy {dragon wurm}

steamroller?~!

what s with everybody going to jail.? i ll probably be next, what with the interstate killing spree and me leaving all the victims alive...