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I can't keep my powder dry when I have Satanic Muppet Lice | 
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I can't keep my powder dry when I have Satanic Muppet Lice My mom and I used to fight over what I was to wear to school. Until I killed her. The insurance paid off providing me with a dowery, with which I married the drummer from the Satanic Muppet Lice. Then I slept with the bassist, and he had crabs too. I divorced the bassist and took up with the lead singer, which was convenient as we all lived on the same bus anyway. We weren't toucommunity: this was all happening parked in a junkyard. That's where I got my first dog, who is slated to become my fourth husband (his credit rating rocks!).
Dedicated to writing wrongs or wrong writing. From the field of literature comes a wildfire. Reappropriating pieces stolen by another fiction site on the Internet. Written and edited by B. Jean Spears. Subjective in nature.
Despite prohibitions in the Bible against them, the VP welcome the words of one Blogster. Quotha:{;}"Surprisingly, Eye (erm, I) due (do) kNot do drugs. {;}
{;}I just (juts) like tWo have a little fun."{;}
{;}Modify your language skills or just sign the guestbook.
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