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Name::MrV
From::Tulare, Central California, United States
I fix things. Given my job, it is ironic that I get air sick. I have a strange perveresion for Frank Zappa music. I love my family. I love my motorcycle. I don't trust twinkies and fart sounds still make me laugh.
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A few months ago I took up writing a personal jour...
Piss Off
We have becomea nationtion of pussies!!!!!
Pour me another ... it's going to be a long night
Desperate MrV
The New Kids on the Block come to town!!!
I'll tell you what you can do with that finger
Allah has gone cheap....
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Did he really just say that...
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Tuesday, November 15, 2005
So I just finished writing in my journal.... I am still thinking about creating another web sight and keeping it anonymous perhaps using a pseudo name..."Something cool Max McMasters" because pen and paper are so passie...but yet they are altertnative...And I am a non conformist Just like all the other ones out there...Look at me I am so uncool and anti establishment
time to change the channel because Leno is a fag... A so not funny fag.
I think I need to get my IBM laptop waxed! I found a lil' Black hair poking out of the left speaker grill. I thought it might be one of my strays from the goatee, but no... I pulled it and like a magic trick, kept pulling and pulling.
I watched it slowly slither out of one of the small needle hole size perforations in the speaker plate left of the keyboard like an ingrown hair ripped from it's pore.
This hair has to be two feet long! Not one of mine! I fantasize about CSI-ing it via DNA to some hot single chick assembling my machine and how the Universe could bring us together as lost souls reunited. A perfect story for us to tell on Oprah!