Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Kiefer Rucker-Waterman
So today on my way to the post office, I asked myself "Why am I going to the post office?" and I stopped in my trax, ded in da trax, and turned around. From these evils that lurk in the corners, I stood and waunded and found a dolla. A waunded dolla, jus like me. Fo eva n eva.
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