november |
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pass the peas, honey |
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rambling ambition |
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victualer! |
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me by the sea |
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life of the hacker |
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tetrus questus |
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my line is so beating the heck out of your stupid line. fear my pink line. you have no chance. i am the undisputed lord of virtual tennis. whoops. |
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Ugh |
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hard drives with a little help from my friends |
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i need to look evil |
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but is it art |
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man of legos, woman of shampoo |
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and many happy returns of the day |
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lalalalala |
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eyes wide open |
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of stale bean soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights |
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iraq your brains |
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gay wedding day |
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leave those deckchairs alone |
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silent but deadly jokes |
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what's in a word |
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more digital introspection |
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welcome to thanksgiving week |
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no northern lights last night |
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three more seconds of my fifteen minutes |
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turkey through a straw |
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the power of sixteen by sixteen icons |
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86 simple rules |
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the mental case |
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