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The critic (Other) by juxtaposition
I let her read some of my poetry, the old stuff. After reading it, she went down on me and smiled. She told me she liked it. "The poetry or the blowjob?" I asked. "The blow job" she said. Haven't seen her since.

Up the ladder: From Across the Line
Down the ladder: A Prayer

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.75
Weighted score: 5.2086053
Overall Rank: 4461
Posted: January 11, 2004 7:16 PM PST; Last modified: January 11, 2004 7:16 PM PST
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[9] little_big_nose @ 216.207.133.193 | 11-Jan-04/7:44 PM | Reply
whatever floats your goat dude
[n/a] middenHeap @ 213.61.217.3 | 12-Jan-04/1:17 AM | Reply
lol, you've been reading Mr. B.
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