Friday, February 27, 2004

ex-communication

if a theoretical situation developed wherein i was trapped on a deserted island and could only choose one very important message to be sent to the mainland and that one message had to be sent to my ex who just happened to be the only viable male in lieu of the devastating pandemic that ripped across the planet and this message would be the last contact my dying parched throat would ever have with the soon-to-be defunct human race, i would say to him~

'dude. quit being such a fucking pussy.'

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