In Which I Die of Something. Probably Swine Flu.

I have three things to tell you. 1) I feel like any minute I am going to go creep under a house and die like an inconvenient and terminal woodland creature. There I will begin to smell and ruin everyone's...
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Published on December 07, 2009 12:52
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