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Strangers sometimes have guns... and sometimes have candy. Really cool or really scary. I mean, who the fuck knows what's in that candy?! And it's candy. So you have to eat it.

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Wednesday, September 14, 2005 

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I Can't Help You Now - Look, I have two songs on my hard drive that don't have the name 'iTunes' tatooed to their asses, so suck it
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    That bitch never did though, so I ate her.
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