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Re: Why am I here? by sirius black on 2000-03-21 04:46:51
i have encounted a similar demon on prior occasions, and it is simply fate telling you to submerce your head in another dimante pitcher of ice-cold pineapple juice while singing along to 'sweet transvestite' from the rocky horror picture show while your entire family and co-workers form a wonky sphericle shape around your quivering, naked body at 4:48am on a sunday morning. or maybe your just tired.
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|Re: Re: Why am I here? by Amelia on 2000-03-21 05:15:01 | Reply to this|
Wow, your family and coworkers sound really supportive. Mine are all very stiff-upper-lip. I bet they don't even know what show "Sweet Transvestite" is from! Pulling teeth I might get them to sing along on "I Could Have Danced All Night," but that is about the limit. Not to mention the complete absence of pineapple juice.
Count your blessings!