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I remember getting raisins for halloween. It was doubly disappionting as I absolutely HATE raisins. I made me want to inflict greivious bodily harm to them. And it was usualy old people from what I recall.
*EDIT*- 'them' being the people who gave them, not the raisins themselves...
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look at yourself - you're a f*cking mess, and yet you're saying nothing happened? - nothing happened???
yes, i know so much is so ordinary, so coarse, and so vulgar. but survival is simply not enough. nowhere near.
what's the point of surviving? survive what? don't you realize you're going to die? f*ck your missions, your crusade.
i demand and expect quality.
right now, once and for all.
quality time.
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