04-10-2006, 01:14 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 stuck between a professional clam shucker or the guy who attaches the strings to those tampon thingy's. Either way they're both up his alley.
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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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