I have drunk deeply of the hateraid and now nothing touches my hard, calloused soul. There are those who maintain I never had one to start with.
Monday, October 28, 2002
Oh my word. You decadent moderns with your new-fangled ipsemobiles and self-propelled cheese straighteners! Back in my day, we had to actually press a key to make marks on paper. You have it so easy.
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