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An Online Junkie Confesses (Other) by Jigg

Here I sit for hours on end Staring at the glowing box Typing words then clicking send In just a pair of boxer shorts It keeps me up day and night I am begining to think I am addicted When daybreaks and it gets light I must get my access more restricted But there are forum and chatroom And other stuff between which I am torn Downloads, quizzez and online Doom And let's not forget all that porn She's a fickle friend the internet And will cut you off when'er she likes But there's one thing on which you can bet I'll reconnect to look at dykes

horus8 4-Aug-02/6:08 PM
Me too. try palm piloting, that way you can get out and go to the xxx book store while you press send you can bend and offend. for a dollar in quarters.




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