Thoughts of a dying humourist

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Monday, September 19, 2005

Seems like I have nothing to do today but potter around on my blog.
Well , for the uninformed, Im writing psych tm, but here is some stuff nonetheless.

The first one : Slipping
(watch out for the man running with the kid)
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and a particularly cringeworthy Idols performance , tis too painful to watch.
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Anni
17:19
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