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Oct. 5th, 2005 10:22 amDear "Squeals-His-Tires-Under-My-Window-At-3-In-The-Morning":
MAY YOU BE ROLLED IN RANCID STEAK AND HURLED INTO A VAT OF RABID, HORNY WOLVERINES.
No love, That Girl You Wake Up Every Night, Who Wishes Upon You Horrible Pain and Death.
MAY YOU BE ROLLED IN RANCID STEAK AND HURLED INTO A VAT OF RABID, HORNY WOLVERINES.
No love, That Girl You Wake Up Every Night, Who Wishes Upon You Horrible Pain and Death.
