The third drawer's for shit. And it's full of it.
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- how much abuse can the English language take?
- daily whinge
- I'm so tuff... I get my mother to iron my shrts - ...
- the name game
- work notes..
- late as in the late Dentarthurdent
- I hear the words screaming in pain..
- bloody typical..
- screw you guys, I'm going home..
- tragic? sweet? don't think about it..
- inner/outer
- daily diversions
- cliche
- there's a Dire Straits song in there somewhere..
- Oww! I feeel... dead
- my karma ran over my dogma
- easier to call them to dinner..
- name your pests
- fun with the deceased
- worship the units?
- soul fire
- RIP Frankenstein
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