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10th August 2002

9:10am: in the words of the online kids: wtf
No cigars.
My teeth hurt.
My tongue hurts.
My back hurts.
My face hurts.
My head hurts.

I hurt. I am way too tired to be up so early for work.
But I need those mad skrillaz.

So yes.

We gave you one more chance to be a good friend.
And you messed with us, and our plans.
Making us late.
You missed the date.

Too bad for you, it was quite fun.

We put meat on it!
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