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Friday, July 6, 2007
Fries without salt.
Fuck this shit.
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they changed the mcchicken.
i only ever exaggerate to describe things.
EB: At the Movies.
Shit was intense.
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fatty mcgee
Subject line.
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The power of the medium.
A plea to the American public:
A cat watched me poop.
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