Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

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

Saturday, September 07, 2002

Very tipsy. I may have confessed to a certain someone that I think he's a darling. But I certainly didn't ask why he doesn't like someone because he's a soft bastard and he piked.

Yes.

Too drunk for this. Oh dear.

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