I intercepted this myspace.com transmission from a cousinster to an honorary cousinster.
It's brutal. I can't stop saying it in my head.
posted by St. Renegade at 8:29 PM
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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1 Comments:
I could use some warm macaronis for my feets myself. It is cold today. What's up Saint Scissor head? Did I tell you there are giant hoop earrings for your in my studio. Well there is? They are not quite as giant as you would like them to be and by giant, I do mean "fertile", but if I made them any bigger, your earlobes will come off. This thing is solid metal. We must meet.
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