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Posted by cockeyed on June 23, 2005, at 22:53:16
Maybe it's the phase of the moon. But the elevator suddenly lurched down. Just wanna get plastered and f**k it all. Just out of the blue.I'm tired of trying to be well. Want to raise my own little hell and the hell with my family. Screw'em. I don't like their wagon. It's not mine. I can't exercise because of eye surgery. What I want to do is get my sledge hammer and go down to the beach and smash rocks crocked to my socks.. cockeyed.
Posted by linkadge on June 24, 2005, at 6:38:45
In reply to elevator, posted by cockeyed on June 23, 2005, at 22:53:16
I know the feeling.
Linkadge
Posted by Phillipa on June 24, 2005, at 19:53:54
In reply to Re: elevator, posted by linkadge on June 24, 2005, at 6:38:45
Oh me too. Haven't drank in 8 years. Fondly, Phillipa
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