the painstaking today
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Thursday, September 01, 2011
pizza
look at that rock
you could sit on it
and eat a whole pizza
it's made rock
it's made of sad
i wanna sit there
and look at nothing
talk to no one
except Domino's
because they deliver to the moon now
chicken wings
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