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ReplyTo a comment on The shirt I wore to dinner. by Jeremi B. Handrinos.

Jeremi B. Handrinos5 Feb 2003

The sad thing Mr. La Bog, is that i can always spellcheck and solve my problems in spelling. If i so choose. But there is no 'imagination check' which means you're fucked. Therefore, you are still a d-i-s-a-p-p-o-i-n-m-e-n-t. Even with a gallon of electric eels pourne into an enima i fear could not shock life back into that maggot riddled heap of road kill somewhere in nebraska that you label your imagination. I fear years at the chalkboard have taken their toll. Must i take a poll