08-03-2008, 07:44 PM
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Registered User
Join Date: Oct 2001
Location: Landlocked in my own prison
Posts: 1,031
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That's it. Now I'm definately brining my girlfriend fishing with me. Right after I wedge a few pyramids in the rocks!
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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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