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Scott Francis Baker


January 6th, 2004

Wild boar breaks into German apartment. Hilarity, rabies shots ensue @ 09:28 am

I see some children without unicorns and I weep for them. They will never know the love the comes from sticky hands in summertime. Why must life be so cruel.
 
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From:ntang
Date:January 6th, 2004 10:19 am (UTC)
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Weap?
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From:muerte
Date:January 6th, 2004 10:48 am (UTC)
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Fixed.
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From:ntang
Date:January 6th, 2004 10:54 am (UTC)
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You can change the words, man, but you can't change yourself. You can't change yourself.
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From:ferrell
Date:January 6th, 2004 10:45 am (UTC)
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I drift through the void a shattered and broken man. Pain beckons me, and I embrace her cold touch.
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From:muerte
Date:January 6th, 2004 10:50 am (UTC)
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Last I felt the embrace of death twas the happiest moment of my life. Miserable and alone I wander hopeless through the void we call life.
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From:potsie
Date:January 6th, 2004 02:15 pm (UTC)
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I met a horse named pete. He stabbed me with his cold cold eyes and I realized that it was I who had never truely loved.
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From:muerte
Date:January 6th, 2004 06:15 pm (UTC)
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After the first rain of a long dry summer the earth smells anew, like a baby born among the dew drops of life. It brings tears to my eyes, the thought of all that happiness.

Scott Francis Baker