Well, it's happened.

[wickedflea]

It was inevitable, really. I've been stupefied. Stymied. Struck dumb. That is, I've run completely out of things to write.

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[motherevol.livejournal.com]

Damn, and I thought you were going to tell us that you lost your virginity.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Oooof. And to think I was on my way over to snoogle with you.

[dangerpest.livejournal.com]

You told!?!

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

the hell you say

[elizalouwho.livejournal.com]

well
lets hang out on sunday
and tear shit up

then you'll have tons to post about!

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

sounds good yo

we'll talk soon. =)

[elizalouwho.livejournal.com]

ok
i'll give you a call in the next day or so

[buscemi.livejournal.com]

Time to stock up on Fig Newtons and tennis balls, methinks.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Indeed. Desperate times call for newtons and balls.

[dichotomous.livejournal.com]

I could send you some more muffins?

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Mmmmmmm, yeah! No, wait, why don't ya hand-deliver 'em? I'm just tryin' to save ya the postage, yanno. ;)