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@deadathome (a poem to jon from my tweets to him of 2009)
weekly you steal a robin’s egg from a nest to take to your barber & say “make my pubes this color”
hahahaah long pig
you are a chewbac door man.
it’s beautiful when you run how you alternate so naturally between hind legs and all fours
andrew said your beard’s a “tear-collector,” tish said its then a saltlick where woodland creatures & their tongues gather. true?
infuriating how you insist upon referring to the main character in True Blood as Wookie.
“DON’T SHUN THE WORLD, SHAG IT BABY YEAH” -you, 2009
i meant what i said to whom i said it. don’t butt in
You have a massive crush on Sir Mr. Jesus Christ
idiotic that you wrote in a vote for baracca chewbama.
you carry around like 2 lbs. in toe ring weight.
your stummy tattoo says “who the hell do you think i am”
walked in on you masturbaccing. lord. my eyes.
a porno doy.
emails from me are not spam
someone is lactating about you. images of you in the ole milk bank
you let it load!
you fly into a rage when encountering those who doubt the existence of Chewboch Ness Monster.
you get jealous b/c ladies love ewan macgregor so much, and you emulate him by toiletswimming. like in his movie toiletswimming
you drank scotch and blarts
you will convert from subgenius to flying spaghetti monster then back to subgenius, repeatedly noting “that was a close call” #in2010
if we hang out this weekend, probably bring your rape whistle.
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