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junkers jumo: December 2008
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Tuesday, December 2, 2008. Coffee relieves indigestion: rocky's unexpected return* Act1: Misery prefers company. An incredibly boring story courtesy of "The Great Flavonian." . See him prematurely ejaculate! Please read the following segments divided into acts 1-7 entitled :. Coffee Relieves Indigestion: Rocky's unexpected revenge". Act1: Misery seems to prefer company. The scene is thus:. While rubbing the snot onto the sleeve of his coat the man, whose name is paul, sits himself up into a more respecta...
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junkers jumo: Smoker's Oasis *rough draft
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Thursday, April 9, 2009. Smoker's Oasis *rough draft. Do you have the time? I asked politely, he looked at me incomprehensibly before removing his ear phones with a brush of his hand. . He responded impatiently, as if I were but a clueless tourist speaking a foreign language to a local. I repeated my question using the same light tone. . Carry your cell phone, why don't you," he muttered as he dug through his pockets for his Ipod, "12:08, that all? What happened, dude, why you out lookin' for this car?
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junkers jumo: April 2009
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Thursday, April 9, 2009. Smoker's Oasis *rough draft. Do you have the time? I asked politely, he looked at me incomprehensibly before removing his ear phones with a brush of his hand. . He responded impatiently, as if I were but a clueless tourist speaking a foreign language to a local. I repeated my question using the same light tone. . Carry your cell phone, why don't you," he muttered as he dug through his pockets for his Ipod, "12:08, that all? What happened, dude, why you out lookin' for this car?
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junkers jumo: October 2008
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Friday, October 17, 2008. The land of potato soup. Sunday, October 5, 2008. Your name is paul. The first half of the night felt great. you swung that ancient wok up and down, tossing stir fry mix seemed not unlike tossing salad mix. anal. veggies galore, dash of garlic and a tablespoon of water, flavor condensed into vapor all wafting up the hood system and out into the alley. the alley itself smells strongly of sizzling teriyaki sauce and garlic. you know this, right? You grabbed at the dishes, randomly...
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ladrones ink: December 2007
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Friday, December 7, 2007. The fight against idiocracy. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Barrigada guam, next to the library, Guam, Guam. 5 friends form guam who make stuff. View my complete profile. The fight against idiocracy.
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ladrones ink: the fight against idiocracy
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Friday, December 7, 2007. The fight against idiocracy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Barrigada guam, next to the library, Guam, Guam. 5 friends form guam who make stuff. View my complete profile. The fight against idiocracy.
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junkers jumo: February 2009
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Tuesday, February 3, 2009. The narrator, telling an audience of some sort, describing how often he retells these events. Those he lives with insist he is the most skilled at story telling though the narrator believes otherwise. His modesty, the reason's for, become clear as the story progresses. He tells the story to new comers and old friends who encircle him in a sweat tent. . Over all setting: lets see, . Global super power Z, in the year X-. The parents do care only when concerns of the age are broug...
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junkers jumo: June 2005
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Wednesday, June 29, 2005. Boy, i am tired. I'm not really thinking. i'm really bound by brown, leather straps to a rickety wheelchair in a mental institution somewhere in harlem. Yesterday i left school early to get some well deserved rest. at least, i thought it was well deserved, i guess there could be a number of hard working people in this world who would angrily disagree. but who the hell gives a damn about them? Anyways, i went home early to get, what I. I stood there, staring at the dog, who stare...
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junkers jumo: February 2008
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Thursday, February 14, 2008. To keep you is no benefit. to destroy you is no loss. Monday, February 4, 2008. Over time, however, these people seemed to have lost faith in their all powerful creator and turned, instead, to scientific research and basic reasoning. this great mountain became a mere reminder of the archaic and embarrassing beginnings of this now great race. a tourist attraction. My giant hand slithers down the empty street once proudly called budweiser memorial driv. E and up heineken avenue,.
