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:: 4.19.2003 ::

Yeah, I'd say I was dead fucking right about that poor sucker in Nebraska. Would you like some freshly grated pepper on those words, sir. Just like to say "I called it."

I'm tired, so I'm going to bed. I'll write more later.

"I'll bring home the bacon bits. We'll make my parents grandparents. I'll take you our for breakfast at night, and then we'll go to sleep..."
:: Freddy F. at 1:34 AM [+] ::
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