Some crazy woman at MoJo's last night came up to me started to strangle me with one hand and with the other unbuttoned her shirt.
Fuck!
The sirens just went off. Brace for round two...computer off.
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.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
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