12-20-2005, 05:31 PM
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Registered User
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: Landlocked in my own prison
Posts: 1,031
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I'm going Greg. Contact me beforehand so we can meet up and get a meal or an adult beverage or two.
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"Love is like a snowmobile racing across the tundra then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come."
Matt Groening, Life In Hell
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