He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver.
And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
If I was the prezz, and Cindy Sheehan was outside my ranch? I'd blare Black Sabbath's War Pigs 44 hours a day - full blast. boo... boo.. boo. ya ka. ha!
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