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Gene's stupid, he's the prick who was writing in my chatterbox, as I first suspected...but then began to think it was my friend Erin, who seriously needs to go back to her own Cart. Gene, go listen to Delilah! You need some Delilah in your life! Any ways, today was gay. Yup, gay. This week better turn better. I just bid on a piccolo on eBay and I better win that damn thing, I'm sick of the gay flute, stupid fucking flute...die...die...die...die...not really...I dunno what I'm talking about. My voice is going out, I can barely talk, and that really suckest the ass. much luv, Chrissay |