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I can't believe Mitch Hedberg is dead. It really just can't. But then it never sinks in until later... we were already making fun of my extensive funeral experience earlier but now we're watching Party Monster and it is sweet. Our Mitch commemeration night and breaking in and naming of Mo Gangsta is a SUCCESS. The prospectives never want to party with us but let's not lie I definitely wouldn't have ever partied back in the day either. But UMD was so the right choice, man. It so was. FIN. 4:04 a.m., Friday, Apr. 01, 2005 |
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