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"On your back...you fucking Easter Bunny...!" I decided I didn’t need food for anyone anymore. naming tools Now I was tired from beating the Easter Bastards ass and my shoes were caked in blood. I found my way back home where I hosed my shoes off, laid out naming tools on the couch and fell asleep for the remainder of the afternoon. Just wait until Santa comes around… Wed, February 22, 2006 - 1:06 PM - permalink - 2 Comments 2 Comments add a comment Rebecca 16 Wed, February 22, 2006 - naming tools 2:16 PM So... What exactly was in those taquitos? And can I get some more? Ms. ... 137 Thu, February 23, 2006 - 12:06 AM I remember last year's easter rant .;) add a comment « Bullets, Burritos and Blist... | main back to Richie » Boston | Chicago | Los Angeles | Miami | New York City | Philadelphia | San Diego | SF Bay Area | Seattle | more cities » home | about | why join?
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