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2002-12-27 16:39:14 ET

I see a deleted entry.

2002-12-27 16:48:47 ET

i agree with Anima

2002-12-27 17:58:05 ET

smarmy.

2002-12-27 19:50:46 ET

ASS!!!

2002-12-27 20:13:59 ET

1. i see mr. dylan's underpants!
2. everyone should agree with me.
3. smarmy. s+m army. i'll still drink you under the table.
4. that is a lot of asses. it's actually a magic eye of the goatse man.

2002-12-27 20:24:18 ET

I see it ! I see it!!!...
I can only do the concave kind though... where you cross your eyes.
:(

</smarm>

2002-12-27 22:13:49 ET

if you drink me under the table i will bludgeon you with a broken cooking wine bottle when nobody is looking.

and i will blame it on STORM. i will say this to the authorities: "STORM just got too darn carried away with the dominatrix thing. tsk tsk."

2002-12-27 22:15:22 ET

that's the second conversation about me, storm, and a bottle relating to sexuality this evening.

2002-12-27 22:16:01 ET

always the bridesmaid.. :"(

2002-12-28 04:53:51 ET

Mr. Dylan: stop wearing those underpants.

commando = better than everyone else

2002-12-28 06:03:53 ET

i do go commando...that wasn't my underpants. :( that is mold.

2002-12-28 06:06:06 ET

Good news turns to bad . . .

2002-12-28 07:42:29 ET

ehem.




Thank you.

2002-12-28 07:56:41 ET

don't point that thing at me

2002-12-28 08:01:35 ET

The SIGN OF THE STORM commands you to... um... logout.
*points*

2002-12-28 08:07:28 ET

no don't logout!

2002-12-28 08:08:32 ET

it actually tells me to delete dylan and insomnia's comment

2002-12-28 08:09:36 ET

pffft... vanished like dylan's underwear...

2002-12-28 08:57:58 ET

when i come out east, i'm going to visit boston just to give you a moldy tea baggin'!

2002-12-28 09:08:25 ET

The moldy roman war helmet

2002-12-28 10:30:15 ET

that's the second conversation about me, storm, and a bottle relating to sexuality this evening.

you and me and the bottle make three tonight. . .

2002-12-28 14:02:38 ET

The moldy roman war helmet-far more comfortable than the taliban gas mask.

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