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Sunday, August 27, 2006
Words dun come out right
I think I may be infected with Mad cow diesease. Words dun come out. When they do, they dun come right. And when the right words come, the time is no longer right. It has to be mad cow. I think its mad cow. Confirm mad cow. I really think its mad cow. Nice weather today. So much to do. I seriously think its mad cow. On another note, one of my Dragonboat team mate from my poly days just lost his dad. Life is so fragile. Imagine my brains becoming spongy. Mad cow. Wait, I dun eat beef. Maybe its from the pigs. The pigs ate the innards of the mad cow, and got infected. Wonder why I never win lotto. Mad cow. Moo Moo Moo Woof. Sorry.
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