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Gah. I haven't lived on Central Avenue in Starkville for ten years now. You'd think I could stop dreaming about moving out of that house by now. But no, it's still the most recurrent dream I have. WTF?

Look at this. Just look. I've been marveling at it ever since one of my homies linked to it several days ago. (It was a protected post, so I won't out her.) bellastrega and I have concluded that the person in the picture second from the bottom is indeed a man wearing a jheri-curl weave.

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Der. Forgot the link in my last post.

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I'm digging on Candlemass again today. Listen to "Bearer of Pain" or "At the Gallows End" and tell me that wasn't a bad-ass band of white boys.

I can't help laughing at them sometimes, though. They have a song called "Through the Infinitive Halls of Death." I think they meant "infinite." (I'll cut 'em a break, though--I think they're Swedish.) And that's not even getting into the fact that their singer was a big fat dude named Messiah wearing a monk outfit.

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edit: OK, if you happen to be all hopped up on sugar or something and think it's "ho's", leave a comment and I'll take it into consideration.

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Hey buscemi (or anyone else who might know), do you remember a Peanuts character ever dying? Someone sent me this e-mail, and I think she and her dad are probably on goofballs or mixing up Peanuts with Marmaduke or Wizard of Id or some shit.

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Ok, I read you rpage, and I have a bizarre question. Was there a story line that was based on a death of someone close to Charles Schultz? We are trying to figure this out, my dad seems to remember a very sad story when he was growing up, and can't remember alot about it. Thanks for your time.

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Speaking of comic strips, what the hell is up with those soap-opera strips like Apartment 3-G? Does anybody read that shit? That would take one whacked-out attention span to keep up with.

You know the only thing that kind of strip is good for? Cutting out and posting on the bulletin board at work. Check this Mary Worth strip below. I used to cut these jokers out and post them at Burger King way back when I was a fast-food impresario, and I always loved to watch my afflicted co-workers reading them and scratching their heads trying to figure out why they were funny.

You can't blame me, really. I had to do something to keep myself from sticking my head in the deep fryer.