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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Saturday, April 13, 2002

I have an inner toddler. It wants to pout (I'm very good at it) and sulk and throw things, preferably at other people, but at the walls if no one suitable eventuates.

I think the answer to this is to take it out and get it drunk. That'll fix it.

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