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we're mad at the world

as he sloshed around in the trash, pissed at the world, he remembered that shit face had drunk all his soda, and spun the bottles tipsy turvy till they smashed.

what a krunk.


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FIN. 8:59 p.m., Friday, Oct. 22, 2004

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