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eat your dinner meats

by calliope

Member since 2003 · Posted 23 Nov 2005 · 1 comment

flecks of cow flesh flit through the undergrowth, beef we dont need is still beef, indeed. i wasted my lunch 'cuz i was too full. i'm glad there are landfills.

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[8] ecargo 13-Jan-06/10:12 PM Reply
"beef we don't need is still beef indeed" nailed it for me.