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August 06, 2004

not done

the wind rustles leaves
"are you dragging a dead cat?
i smell your odor."


finger in the pie
eating dessert before lunch
tuna fish on rye

brett's:

the wind rustles leaves
nostrils flare detecting scent
the dead are raised: fart

Posted by alison at August 6, 2004 02:29 PM

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