O what piety, such a plaintive anthem, your indignation overflows its two-sip Dixie cup. Yes Bill, it was wonderful how you got the pinball machine going for my kid, I will never forget it & we will always have Hoboken. Yet your incessant & usually scatological crassness toward me contradicts you constant pompous asides to your bogus quorum of Keebler elves. Walk on the street Bill & shit will get on your shoes. I am the shit. Look Bill, if you want I'll show you some of my moves & we can work up a routine to entertain all our unpunctuated lower-case fellow feeling artfags here at Woody Holler. If your are offended let me know, like ethel says, I like to know when I get things right!
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- Lowly Worm 2-05-2004 7:44 pm