get a haircut, freak...
and act in an approved fashion.
the days of the Junior Spies and their parents are upon us. I'm writing a book of poems called Good Morning, George Orwell as a matter of fact. hopefully it'll be finished very soon...
and this is to try and stave off this.
glad our taxes pay for a bullshit war and bailing out the real high stakes gamblers out there. wouldn't want to be able to see a doctor regularly or anything...
the days of the Junior Spies and their parents are upon us. I'm writing a book of poems called Good Morning, George Orwell as a matter of fact. hopefully it'll be finished very soon...
and this is to try and stave off this.
glad our taxes pay for a bullshit war and bailing out the real high stakes gamblers out there. wouldn't want to be able to see a doctor regularly or anything...
posted by christopher cunningham at 2:36 PM
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what's wrong with a dandy? what do these guys think: that he'll pull a knife out of his cane, or a 50 cal. out of his top hat?
i'm about to make a flight soon and i'm seriously contemplating NOT buttoning all the way up. i don't think the Homeland Security folks are ready for it.
man, you better invest in some of that newfangled zipper technology. or, better still, velcro.
buttons are so islamohomohippiefascist.
and nothing's wrong with a dandy; they make southerners nervous...
ha...yes they do.
when i lived in Florida, i can't count how many times i was called a Yankee. a YANKEE!!! it's was the 90s and they all act like it was the 1860s. crazy...
zippers, eh? velcro is out. hate the sound of it. zippers might work. i didn't realize buttons were carried such connotations. i will be careful in the future! :)
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