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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2008 04:46:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Writer&apos;s Block: Some words to live by...</title>
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  <description>Typical articles and stories you read on a daily basis always catch your attention but sometimes not too often you tend to read twice because they intrigue the mind so much-- these such words that the author theroizes give you an aroura of wonder and excitement... almost like you want to know more about the person who wrote it. They are the words that gain competence and respect, and usually what an average person wants to live by. COMMON SENSE, (?)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 06:02:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blah</title>
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  <description>Going to a big party in Vegas is really pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have never seen so many fake ass mother fuckers in a while. Everyone just puts on this huge ass front and I just wanted to get up leave, which I did after an hour. Seriously I drank like a case of beer to myself all day and I was so drunk that all these cholo bitches and chinese wanna be mexicanos were getting on my nerves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold the people that mean the most to you close to you heart. They are the ones that will matter in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish people would open their eyes and try to look at things from a whole different view. Everyone can know the latest movie, fashion trend, or the hottest artist on MTV.. but we can&apos;t take the time to realize what we are setting ourselves up for. People this day and time do anything to ignore what&apos;s going on in the world. Always so wrapped up in their everyday lives. In the the end we will always say we caused the outcome, and we could have prevented it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have enough intellect to take a man to the moon, but we don&apos;t have enough intellect to save us from ourselves.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 00:23:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lord it&apos;s so hard</title>
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  <description>living this life&lt;br /&gt;a constant struggle everyday&lt;br /&gt;some wonder why&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d rather die&lt;br /&gt;than to continue livin&apos; this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP SIR SWEET JONES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS SPOKE THE TRUTH AND ALWAYS REAL.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 16:33:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So don&apos;t let the world bring you down..</title>
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  <description>Not everyone here is that fucked up and cold,&lt;br /&gt;Remember why you came and while you&apos;re live,&lt;br /&gt;experience the warmth before you grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...mother fuckers.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 07:23:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my emotions</title>
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  <description>I really like this guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve been talking since I moved here in January and my homegirl Veena hooked me up with him. He&apos;s very emotional, but very independent and hard-headed at the same time. I love it. I love guys who throw some game at me. It makes the realtionship fun and harder to take a grasp of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I know is that we are taking it extremely slow.. and i like it. to know that i&apos;ve been talking to someone for six to eight months before we actually are together? psh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREATNESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;For no reason have I but fear&lt;br /&gt;And I ain&apos;t guilty of the crimes you accuse me of&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m guilty of fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry to remind&lt;br /&gt;You but I&apos;m scared of what we&apos;re creating&lt;br /&gt;This life ain&apos;t fair&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t get something for nothing, turn now&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm gotta try a little harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be sweet&lt;br /&gt;Like a long forgotten dream&lt;br /&gt;And we don&apos;t need them to cast the fate we have&lt;br /&gt;Love don&apos;t always shine thru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don&apos;t wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;What we had last time your leaving this life ain&apos;t fair&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t get something for nothing, turn now&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm gotta try a little harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be sweet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;But the thoughts we try to deny&lt;br /&gt;Take a toll upon our lives&lt;br /&gt;We struggle on in depths of pride&lt;br /&gt;Tangled up in single minds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I don&apos;t wanna lose&lt;br /&gt;What we had last time your leaving this life ain&apos;t fair&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t get something for nothing, turn back&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm gotta try a little harder&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 05:01:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>money on my minds</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b69/Paigelovesvodka/ayecah.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-40 NIGGA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b69/Paigelovesvodka/niggahz.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE GOT LIKE 600 DOLLAZ WORTH OF BOTTLEZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b69/Paigelovesvodka/CAA70TUV.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fucking love alcohol and weed. that&apos;s it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 06:31:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s been so long..</title>
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  <description>since I have even thought about posting another entry in this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate vegas, but shit is working out really good.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m making money, saving money.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to assitant manage this dry cleaners out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car.&lt;br /&gt;Ben getting real fucked up a lot. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve made a few friends.. It&apos;s not even the principle of having friends, because I am very independent. It just sucks because I love my friends in Texas so much. I miss them so much sometimes and I don&apos;t know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I smoke hella buds to keep my cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m straight dippin to del taco right about now.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 19:17:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;ALL YALL MOTHER FUCKERS BETTER KNOW THAT I DON&apos;T NEED YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in Las Vegas has a huggggggggggggggggggeeeeeeeeeeeeee fucking ego problem, and you should all know that I DO NOT NEED YOU. I&apos;ve never been a person to care about where you are from and what you do everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;M COMING HOME IN JUNE AKA ONE MONTH AND I&apos;M THROWING A HUGE PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s get shitfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be living back at home by the end of dizzzz year. Once I get all my credits and shit.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 23:19:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; SAY MY NAME SAY MY NAME&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Mar 2007 00:50:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; Kayla is gonna be here in three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 03:16:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>whoa drinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drinking by yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is WRONG with ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t need another habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck life at the moment.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 09:16:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Kayla is flying out here the 10th of March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you mother fuckers need to come to Vegas. &lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ll smoke a shitload of good dope and eat cheesecake factory all day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 00:24:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m so happy my days of being all drugged up are over with. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I got caught skipping school for the last time. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m starting independent studysssssss shyuhhhhh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 09:58:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School sucks out here, as if i&apos;ve been going. &lt;br /&gt;Worst case of misanthropy ever.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m probably just going to go into independent study and graduate by the end of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the weed though, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;I like hanging out with a select few out here.&lt;br /&gt;I really just can&apos;t stand kids my age in general, and out here it&apos;s a whole different world. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, these kids really think they are the shit. I&apos;ve actually almost gotten into a fight, but  this girl was just a snobby ass CUNT and wouldn&apos;t do shit. After an exchanging of words in my spanish class OVER A FUCKING CHAIR, she just rolled her eyes and made an &quot;UGHHH&quot;  And when I asked her &quot;WHAT&apos;S UP, YOU WANNA TAKE THIS OUTSIDE?&quot; she just moved to the opposite side of the room. Trying to aviod what ever eye contact what-so-ever. KNOWING ME, I STARED AT HER THE WHOLE CLASS. Just hoping, praying that she would say something. I would have been happy to throw the first punch and get suspended from that whack ass waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;Hella bomby yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on the prowl for a job. &lt;br /&gt;HIRE ME.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 Jan 2007 17:43:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So two nights ago veena smoked me out.&lt;br /&gt;When I left her house I was so high that I got lost.&lt;br /&gt;For about an hour, I drove around aimlessly trying to find 95.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a paycheck coming today.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 19:08:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;So i&apos;ve talked to a lot of people who said Cornado High School is a bunch of rich ass snobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have news for all snobs: I don&apos;t like people who talk shit and bitches who think they can post up. And i&apos;m not even going to say anything to the first bitch who posts up. I&apos;m just gonna pop her and show her how we do in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god people out here thrive on drama, even fucking driving down the road. It&apos;s like a &quot;Oh, me first!&quot; concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missssss Texas and I haven&apos;t even started school yet.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been smoking so much of my weed, I&apos;m almost out.&lt;br /&gt;My dad found some.. valuable goods and flushed them down the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;It was fucked up because I was saving them for not just any day, but a special occasion.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 18:48:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I feel like I invested in something good before I came to Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been in school, and I don&apos;t have to go for another two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got &apos;job interviewed&apos; out here. It was fucking weird. &lt;br /&gt;People out here are so careless it&apos;s ridiccccccccccccc.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Kelsey and Mellissa so much.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they could make a trip up here sooner than spring.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Jan 2007 21:23:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;New year&apos;s morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;A winter wonderland&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b69/Paigelovesvodka/pimps049.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in Vegas now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be back in Texas this summer.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 14:45:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;Oh my god. &lt;br /&gt;What a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously just being bored.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Cassie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot; width=&quot;450&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&amp;gt;
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 16:44:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s funny how things work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One second your friends with someone, and in an instant it can change. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow a lot of my friends get stuck in denial after confrontation.&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m naive to believe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Before I met the monster life had an easy downhill flow&lt;br /&gt;Seconds, Minutes, hours, days, a segue of perpetual motion &lt;br /&gt;Everything in its proper place, at its proper time. &lt;br /&gt;morning alarms, kitchen clatter, bus gears, school bells, teacher talk, locker clang, hallway laughter, slamming doors, after school queries, homework, music, TV&lt;br /&gt;Contentment thrived in reptition routine famailarity, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now nothing felt right, nothing seemed proper but, &lt;br /&gt;getting out,&lt;br /&gt;getting away,&lt;br /&gt;getting crazy,&lt;br /&gt;getting high.&quot;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2006 15:32:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Honda Accord.&lt;br /&gt;I like it. Good gas milage, rides great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m reading the book Crank &amp; The Da Vinci Code. &lt;br /&gt;Life is looking pretty spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boo.&lt;br /&gt;haven&apos;t seen him a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four more weeks here, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to drive 24 hours to Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to be in Dallas on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;FYI&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 05:56:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Sky soundtrack is so good.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had it forever.&lt;br /&gt;And I still listen to it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Car tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m stuffed. Literally.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Nov 2006 14:45:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I got a second interview in at Chili&apos;s. &lt;br /&gt;GOT THE JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have orientation tomorrow at 8am &amp; training all week.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to like the idea of working because I need something to do after school and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad comes back into town next week for thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s buying me a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my camera fixed to, so I&apos;ll have some fun taking pictures of the family.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I&apos;m going to Chanel, and then to see Let&apos;s Go to Prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that shit is whack.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Nov 2006 15:33:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; Right now I&apos;m in my computer applications class breaking up some bud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is going good.&lt;br /&gt;I never get on this shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor, Kelsey, and I were hippies for Halloween. &lt;br /&gt;It was ace, we got some dro.&lt;br /&gt;I love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some new Forces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.trikicks.com/index.php?cPath=92_118&amp;osCsid=394a49e25928813839bc430260a7c0fd&quot;&gt;http://www.trikicks.com/index.php?cPath=92_118&amp;osCsid=394a49e25928813839bc430260a7c0fd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new yellow invisible, maybe even the Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtle gets out of the pen not this Friday, but the next.&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait to see him.&lt;br /&gt;Smoke a FATASS BLUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..or two&lt;br /&gt;or three&lt;br /&gt;or four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New SPM GOES HARD.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been bumping that shit for a week and a half now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Basically.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asshole by nature.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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