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Philanthropic Misanthrope.
How to say nothing with a large vocabulary.
Monday, 28 September 2009
Clueless.
He has no idea.
/Fail.
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Fictionalised by a verbose egoist.
Clueless.
Tired.
Hangovers.
Moving sucks.
On insects.
Shit.
Mambo number 5!
Ahhhh.
Of interest?
Arg.
Freefall.
The lost art of conversation.
From the morning to the night.
Double entendre, or move to the Tundra?
Self-appointed astute observer.
Ill.
Life: And how to take it way too seriously.
A slithering length of pink.
Omfgroflhouse.
The Walking Around Nano-accruing Kinetic Energy Ra...
Anticlimaxes.
No sex.
An abundance of children, a neurological deficit.
Toot! Parp! Honk! Can't you see? This is my penis ...
The shit hits the fan, but the fan hasn't been del...
Worthless feelings.
Breaking news, broken head.
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