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Drinking Newcastle Brown Ale, it tastes brown.

Been corresponding via email with a girl that I met at a bar about a month ago. She lives about an hour away from me. She's a writer, albeit self-professed, and perhaps soon enough by trade. We've sent over a dozen emails back and forth since meeting, and am rather enjoying the situation the way it...
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Last night's entry ended up being more prophetic than I had originally anticipated.

I hurt. All over.

Not because of drinking, though that's what instigated all this.

My brother and I chased each other around the house whipping rotten apples at each other as hard as we could. That didnt make me hurt. But I jumped down half a flight of stairs in...
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disorganism:
This is Tommy's first comment. And it doesn't even have the word fuck in it.
ARRR!!!
tin_pilgrim:
hey but you said... OH I get it!

Sean's conspiracies now involve half man/half monkeys. While it's amusing to think about, if he wants to maintain any sort of legitimacy with his arguments he shouldn't say things like that to his audience.

God Schmod! I want my monkey man!

EL SUICIDO LOCO / ARRR!!!

Half monkey half pirate... imagine if they had those on the high seas, swingin' around on the masts... watch out vikings, watch out peter pan.
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Last Night I:

Drank 5 Guinnesses, and various other delicious potions made for the purpose of quenching thirsts.

Went out to boogy, but did no boogy-ing.

Ate fish and chips at 2am, ate more than I should have without having any tartar sauce handy.

Today I:

Woke up 3 times. 8AM. 10AM. 2PM. All in different places, and all in various stages of hungoverness.

Shot...
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Title: ZZZZZZZZ.

in my dream of poetic phallusees,
my woman wore a freudian slip,
it was both edible and yummy,
sure beats the taste of her thighs...

in my dream they tasted like cookies,
just like the ones grandma made,
it killed my boner, though.

vote yes to proposition 1754,
the abolition of grandma cookie tastin' thighs,
put an end to all the boner killin...
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