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- Sometimes, I feel like writing is letting a specialized leech suck out a poison from your body, and then storing that leech in a nearby jar. 11 hours ago
- that awkward moment when you have to change your voicemail greeting to be more professional because you're expecting The Call. #hireMePlease 12 hours ago
- @DanCheckley @GBred65 *sniggers* 13 hours ago
- I might need to lay off the caffeine. I'm not even making sense anymore. 13 hours ago
- @DanCheckley feat. that Call-Me-Maybe chick? or @GBred65 doing an impression of her? 13 hours ago
- @DanCheckley so I can write a Celtic ballad titled "And The Next Morning Her Ghost Cried For Glitter" w/a euro-techno breakdown, right? 13 hours ago
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