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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 23:51:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;ll take a shit on this journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leg hurts..and it&apos;s still hurtang.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2009 19:00:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>boop boop</title>
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  <description>mmm...i am so confused. about what i am doing.&lt;br /&gt;i opened up the french doors this morning, and leaned out. i looked left, then right. &lt;br /&gt;i kinda laughed to myself because i was thinking what if i just took off flying like...woosh flap flap. i would be like...see ya later fuckers. i&apos;m flying. and i like the kind of birds that fly. so very high.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 07:40:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s cold. &lt;br /&gt;i usually love winter, but i&apos;m not so into it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have attended church the past five sundays.  mainly because i like to see how happy it makes my dad when i come up. and when my great aunt gerri gives a hug, she really means it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when? or how old i will be when i quit wishing, holding my breathe like a 4 year old for christmas. thinking this will be the year it will feel like the way it felt before mom died? some times i can&apos;t feel her anymore.  i&apos;m here! ALONE! thanks god!  and i&apos;m      really         scared now.  because i want it all back. and that&apos;s what i want!  i&apos;m tired of it. i am simply just worn out from holding   it    together. but the second i&apos;ve ever had had enough of something and actually open my mouth, i just end up out of line.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 06:42:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>famous turds</title>
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  <description>andriamotorcycle (12:31:52 AM): omg i have the worst smelling farts ever right now. i mean worse than ever before i&apos;m serious i think i&apos;m coming down with something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:31:54 AM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:32:02 AM): hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:32:06 AM): probably...hahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:32:16 AM): is it hard when it comes out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:32:26 AM): oh god no, real hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:32:38 AM): good sounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:32:57 AM): well...i mean the stool...is it hard soft or loose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:33:12 AM): i cant poop, it&apos;s been normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:33:21 AM): that stool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:34:05 AM): aw its so nasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:34:20 AM): shoot....i took a huge poot tonght at work...it was one of those that takes 20 min...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:34:27 AM): and shit and think about your life poops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:34:45 AM): aaaah your famous turds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:35:06 AM): i do it all zee time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eddie3104 (12:35:28 AM): i havent masterd the art...but im coming close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andriamotorcycle (12:35:44 AM): haha</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2008 17:54:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>oh i&apos;m such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;i went out drinking with eddie and lauren last night.&lt;br /&gt;i made a complete ass of myself. of course.&lt;br /&gt;then eddie and i went to my cousin zach&apos;s house. &lt;br /&gt;we decide to go on an adventure. down the train tracks and under the track bridge.&lt;br /&gt;i fell probably 20 times i shit you not.  left on this adventure with my phone came back without it.&lt;br /&gt;i must have dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot find it anywhere. so i went back to zach&apos;s this morning and we retraced our steps. i still can&apos;t find it, we walked a little then would call it. walked a little more then stopped to listen.  I mean come on! but the adventure was really fun. totally worth it. plus we discovered a pond.  a really beautiful pond.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 02:00:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my eyes are burning i&apos;ve been rolling them around in my noggin.&lt;br /&gt;i really like the way hot spinach and bbq sauce taste together.. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m like a pregnant person i swear to god. maybe i am.&lt;br /&gt;i had to jump to pull one of the garage doors down at work tonight when i was closing up.&lt;br /&gt;my fingers were colder than i had thought. the shitty bar was sharp on the handle and i scraped the skin clean off the palm side of my fingers between the first and second knuckles from the fingertips. PISS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to nashville this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;ate some indian food.&lt;br /&gt;partied.&lt;br /&gt;left lauren some pretty good voice mails. &lt;br /&gt;haha there was one where i was kinda singing this shitty version of super mario bros. theme song. in a strange voice.&lt;br /&gt;but you couldn&apos;t really tell what i was singing until afterward i said, ok, that was the super mario bros. theme song in case you didn&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;what an idiot!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 00:33:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my new favorite thing is riding my bicycle up and down parking garages. as hard as i can.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 21:56:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>im going to nashville next weekend to get the fuck away for a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt; YEA &lt;br /&gt;   YES!&lt;br /&gt;im going to drink a lot this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;not going to act like im not.&lt;br /&gt;cause i am.&lt;br /&gt;hot! GODDAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh plus my cousin is in town and she has a really really good fake. so she&apos;s going to use it.&lt;br /&gt;and we will have fun.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 01:30:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Street Sweep</title>
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  <description>i&apos;ve had this sick cough for oh like week n haf.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s cute. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been working 11 hours a day all week.&lt;br /&gt;also CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m sitting on my sick couch in my sick apartment looking at my sick cats.&lt;br /&gt;my doctor&apos;s appointment got canceled on monday. i was pissed. &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been smelling my armpits for oh 10-15 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;also sick.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go on a bike ride real bad. i haven&apos;t been on a bike ride in 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;i mean what the hell? &lt;br /&gt;well enough bitching, good lord.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i went out to my car to go to work and i found this note under my windshield wiper that read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would you please park your car either on first street or between first and second street. limbs keep falling out my trees. (that&apos;s the part i laughed at.) if your car is parked there the street sweeper wont clean them up. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this and said to myself...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? it&apos;s goddamn public parking on the street there. and this guy is a retard to think somebody else wont park there if i don&apos;t. besides get off your fucking rich ass and pick the limbs up yourself. OR HIRE SOMEBODY TO DO IT! FUCK! and by the way when did street sweepers start picking up limbs and doing lawn work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i&apos;m done. this whole thing was filled with bitching hahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAhhahaha!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 12:26:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i had a dream last night that i was a meteorologist.&lt;br /&gt;pointing on the green screen. but couldn&apos;t get it right kept pointing at the wrong parts of the weather map. haha what on earth does that mean? i was on camera and felt a lot of pressure.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 08:00:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>the water was clear up to my nipples.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 12:48:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i haven&apos;t smoked a cig. this is my third day. i&apos;m coughing up a lot of fucking wierd shit.&lt;br /&gt;i know this is what&apos;s best for me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 20:34:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OH MY GOD. i am a fucking moron.&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;REAL FUN.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 03:48:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m having a party on saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;in other news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been getting really scared lately.&lt;br /&gt;i turned the corner and thought i saw an old man sitting on my couch tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i fucking quietly freaked out a little.&lt;br /&gt;i imagined it i guessed. &lt;br /&gt;like my mind pretends people are there sometimes but i don&apos;t consciously think oh what if someone was sitting on my couch when i came into my living room, then imagined it. it&apos;s more like, when i walked into my living room, i instantly saw some old person sitting on the couch. then i got scared, cause it was only for about 3 seconds. like a flash. that&apos;s when i thought what if somebody was really in my living room when i came back in.  &lt;br /&gt;my mind is some sort of shit. &lt;br /&gt;this doesn&apos;t even make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also think i have major communication problems. i never say what i mean. or i can never get my point across how i would like.&lt;br /&gt;or something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 22:53:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>oh christ i&apos;m sad today.&lt;br /&gt;i will eat beans or something to make myself fart.&lt;br /&gt;farts always cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;i must go for a bike ride now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 20:09:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I woke up on tuesday and said ew sick i&apos;ve gotta have some color up in dis apartment ya&apos;ll. so i didn&apos;t exactly get it approved by my land lord but i painted a wall in my living room bright fucking yellow anyway. cause i do what i want bitches. fabric is so kick ass. i could get lost in some fabric stores. so my grandmother and i made some pillows. ok when i say my grandmother and i, i mean i held back the stuffing as she sewed. but i can say i had a hand in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a small gathering last night for eddies birthday. everything was just fine until my brother decided to call my cousin.  i come out of the bathroom and zach handed me the phone. all he said was your brother needs to talk to you.  tyler said, sis could you go outside i need to talk to you. it&apos;s too loud. i said is something wrong??? as i&apos;m running outside. he said yea i&apos;m in some deep shit. he told me that he got a DUI in my uncles truck, and he needed me to come bail him out of jail. i didn&apos;t know what to do. he&apos;s 17 years old. all i can think of is what is my dad is going to do! i don&apos;t want that for him. then zach comes outside and asks what&apos;s wrong? i told him what tyler said. then tyler started laughing on the phone after being so serious. he said sis, i&apos;m just joking you! I hung up on that bastard and started crying right there on my front stoop. i mean i cried hard. he scared me so bad i was getting ready to go to the jail for christ sake! that was not a funny joke. i care about my brother more than anything else ever. i was thinking omg he&apos;s drinking and driving, thank god he got pulled over before he got in a car accident or something or worse. i couldn&apos;t take that. my mind was racing with all of these thoughts. he scares me and he doesn&apos;t realize how much i love him. how terrible it would be to loose him. it could happen in a second.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 01:56:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>omg work is pretty bitchin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;hha working with my entire family is good.  i think.&lt;br /&gt;my grandma is kinda sweet. she saw i was having a hard time with this material.  i just got a little frustrated is all. this was a couple of days ago, so she called me after work to talk to me about it.  she just wanted to let me know that happens and i did a good thing by just walking away when my uncle terry got brought into it.. ha it was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my dad took up golf. he goes to the driving range 3 days a week so he doesn&apos;t look like a jackass when he takes his clients to the course. hha yesterday at work he came in with his freshly ironed golf shorts on a hanger pretty much starched stiff. just like on the movie home alone 2 lost in NY. i was like..uh dad what are you going to do? he&apos;s like, i&apos;ve got a golf lesson at 4:30 i can&apos;t be late.  haha i was like...for a gay hater you couldn&apos;t be any more gay right now.  &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m over at lauren&apos;s, we&apos;re going to go to my apartment and get nasty drunk.&lt;br /&gt;lacy and eddie are coming over as well i think. i miss the ole gang.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 01:29:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HOME</title>
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  <description>just moved into my new apartment. iloveit. eddie and lauren are coming over tonight. we&apos;re going to party.  then i have to be back in nashville to work at 11.  NICE.  i&apos;m going to sleep in my empty ass nashville apartment until wed.  then i&apos;m here for good. living downtown&apos;s going to be fun.  lots of crazies.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 08:07:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So i&apos;m moving back to evansville. &lt;br /&gt;to play in a b a n d with my protege brother.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not going to lie to you, i miss my family so much.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s one thing to try and take on some hard ass fucking things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;and it&apos;s another to try and do those things alone.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve spent too much time running away.  in the end i&apos;m just alone.&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t give a fuck what anybody says.  i feel like we all have to live up to this huge standard of success which other people try to set up for us.  but what is that? it&apos;s not my goal. everybody i know judges other people. even me.&lt;br /&gt;i have a plan and it will work.&lt;br /&gt;my family should be number one.  even if they are a little hard to deal with sometimes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 09:00:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well you guys suck!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 06:02:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>katchup</title>
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  <description>well i just don&apos;t know what to say.  i haven&apos;t posted in quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m a poor turd but i&apos;ve decided that it&apos;s ok.  recording is going well.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so slow about it.  but it&apos;s because i&apos;m being very particular.  whatev.&lt;br /&gt;i had a completely weird weekend.  my friend cory and i went out to the bar on sat. night.&lt;br /&gt;lets just talk about how drunk i got for a moment.  i was making racist comments.  talking all sorts of shit to people.  drinking beers outside the bar after they closed.  beer smuggler is what i am. except not a successful one, a waitress saw me and ran out and just grabbed it from me.  i was like oh what?!? was i drinking a beer in the street again? FACK!  so then i lost cory, couldn&apos;t find his ass anywhere.  he left me there.  so i called my BOSS, jojo.  she came and picked me up.  but i didn&apos;t feel bad about it, because i&apos;ve picked her and julias drunk asses up from the bar more times than i can fucking count. so any how, i guess i also sent one of my other managers a message that read...OMG I&apos;M SO EXCITED I COULD JUST FINGER MYSELF?  haha who knows, i&apos;m pretty sick.  but so is renay so she thought it was hilarious.  So i stayed at my bosses house.  how nice she made me a lean cuisine and put me to bed.  Thank you JoJo.  stayed at her house all the next day cause i left my GD keys in corys car.  REAL NICE. i wanted to straight up murder his ass.  but it was pretty eventful.  I&apos;ve got a show this week on wed. very excited about it.  i get a two hour slot, from 10-midnight.  that is the best time slot you could get ever, listed in the nashville scene, and the rage.  not much but something i guess.  angelas cat had kittens this morning.  she called me at 9:15 am told me to get my ass over to her house cause mia was in labor.  hah i was in a small coma so it took a sec to register who she was talking about. guess what they are fucking precious so i wrote a song about it.  AND! that means ibuprofen will be getting a new little sister.  I will name her NEO.  short for neosporin-i don&apos;t even know how thats spelled. haven&apos;t done the research on the name yet.  ha thats retarded cause i&apos;m sure thats not how you even spell ibuprofen. but i love dem kitties.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jan 2008 08:16:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well i want to move.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been thinking a lot about it.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my job so much.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m in a rut.&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;ve been recording.&lt;br /&gt;some good is going to come out of all of this.&lt;br /&gt;all my friends here suck.  well not all of them, but the majority.&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re all fuck heads, pot heads, fuck ups, pill faces.  i&apos;m frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t really know what i&apos;m looking for.&lt;br /&gt;i got hammered drunk last night and got emotional.&lt;br /&gt;how embarrassing, but oh well shit happens right?&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve got a lot on my mind and i need to get it all out.  but i can&apos;t seem to write music these days.  or at least anything i&apos;m happy with.&lt;br /&gt;so i&apos;m here working this dead end job.  everyday.  working myself into retardation.  neat.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 19:29:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well i got a computer charger for christmas.  that&apos;s neat!  i will actually be able to use my own computer for the first time in oh 6 or 7 months.  i also got a microwave.  and some pans.  a toaster, an iron.  i never thought i&apos;d be excited about getting house stuff.  i also got a mild cold from my sister for christmas too!  thankee!  &lt;br /&gt;we were all at my uncles house last night and he has a garage out back just for music.  drums amps, everything set up at all times.  so my brother, cousin zach, and i went out there to play.  my brother is so awesome at lead that it makes me sick.  he can straight up shred.  you know the song thunderstruck.  he can play that perfect.  i&apos;m talking that is a hard ass fucking song.  zach played drums and i played the bass.  i&apos;m just saying we rocked the fuck out of that place.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 08:21:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>home for the holidays</title>
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  <description>tonight kate fell asleep on the floor in front of the television.&lt;br /&gt;she rolled over and started chatting in her sleep.  it was so cute, her little chubby cheeks and fingers rubbing the hair out of her face and itching her nose with the back of her hand.  she lost her front tooth today and couldn&apos;t wait for me to get home so she could show me.  she gave it a really good effort to stay up as late as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tyler and i laughed so hard i peed my pants a little in the chair.  we made fun of dad so much.  that kid will be 17 in two days.  he&apos;s probably the funniest person i know right now.  i&apos;m so glad he&apos;s finally becoming my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got stromboli&apos;s and pizza from Sandy&apos;s for dinner.  haha oh my god, tyler prank called Sandy&apos;s from his cell before we called in our real order.  haha then we all got laughing so hard that he just hung up because he couldn&apos;t finish the prank call.  well janelle the lady who has worked there forever called my brothers cell back.  my dads like they have caller i.d. you dumb ass.  my dad actually said this...&quot;tyler, do you know what you are?  it starts with an A and ends with an O.  you&apos;re an ASS HOLE!&quot;  hahaha we gave him such shit for that one.  haha that doesn&apos;t make any kind of sense.  my family&apos;s retarded.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 07:45:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>there really are a lot of shit stains in this world.  good thing i don&apos;t give a fuck.  &lt;br /&gt;lauren, i miss thee.  i need to make a million dollas before i go home for christmas.  and i think i will.  i&apos;m going to the flea market early in the morning with some good ole lady friends.  i cannot wait.  Angela left tonight for Detroit for the week.  that makes me real sad.  but i have a cat now.  his name is I.B.Profen-Reed.  you can call him I.B. he is my new friend.  he loves me a lot.  and he watches movies with me.  i mean he really sits there and watches a entire movies with me, like he absorbs it.  and eats friendship bread. i love him.</description>
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