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thirtieth, apr i would be paranoid if i were you, if i couldn't tell redheads from blondes. but i guess it's just something you've learned to live with. we decided long ago that we wouldn't trust what goes on in the heads of red, ever since we shared biology, shared that clam that we took turns disecting up and afterwards, we set it free in the classroom fish tank. who knew all the fish would die rather than accept another into their ranks? and even though the test tube baby in the back row asked the teacher in the middle of a lecture, we still don't know how much a fucking giraffe would cost because he refused to answer. just as he refused to answer how to make beer and explosives, even though he swore he knew. |