uvulapie 
Mind Peach
Registration Date: 09-09-2003
Posts: 193
Location: Applying for a job at the Lavoris factory
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T'was the Friday before Sunday
And all through the lurkers
Not a creatre was stirring
'Cept that guy named Berger (who incidentally was stirring a giant caldron of Windex 'cause he heard from some guy that simmering Windex in giant cast-iron caldrons enhances it's magical properties and will allow him to once again converse with the spirit of Wink Martindale).
The threads were hung on the board with care
In the hopes that bored Timmy soon would be there
The posters were nestled all snug in their chairs
While visions of Horrendous Disc box sets distracted them from the hemorrhoids on their derriere aires
I really shouldn't write any more or some goth girl at the coffee house will accuse me of reading her diary.
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