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<~>29 May 2003

actually, the ball is firmly in his mouth. i have him in my harness, even as we speak. there will be no M-harness. there will be no stain remover, come to un-stain your besotted visage. there will be no goal attained, no uprights breeched, no victory dance, at all. there will be no more ANYTHING until he finishes his peas.

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