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And then I tripped coming up the stairs, spilled coffee all over my arm, and even splashed a little in my face. It's a bad day for coffee in Flea Villa. I hope this doesn't turn out to be like my tempestuous relationship with salsa.

And damn the Mann. Manfred Mann, that is.

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Check that grip on the spoon, yo. Manners, schmanners, gimme some cake.

You know you covet my 'fro.

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You poor fuckers who can't parallel park make me snicker. Check this out: three people to park one car.

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Maintenance came back to fix more lights today. There was another team of madmen running around above the ceiling, and these fuckers were--well, I dunno what they were doing. I guess they were trying to figure out where their colleagues were most likely to fall through.



Quite a team they make, huh?

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Good band name: Photic Sneeze. OK, OK, maybe it's not so good. Weird phenomenon, though. Wow, it's also called Autosomal Dominant Compelling Helioophthalmic Outburst Syndrome. That might be another good name for a band, or at least a death metal song.