Tuesday, January 27, 2004
My demon called me today. He said that our father below isn't happy with the polls. I'm going to see Mari tonight. I've seen her the past seven nights. She is such a freak. How much of a freak you ask? I will answer with a question, how many people have asked you to staple them to a wall with steak knifes and spank them with a lamp? Shes odd to say the least, but in the words of Hunter S. Thomson: "(She's) a rare breed...too weird to live, to unique to die." But still, I need to find someone that isnt turned on by being fucked by a heated hair curler. |
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