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12.06.01 slowly over wet sand

blockbuster guy makes me feel shabby: he looks damaged every time i rent something and it is revealed that i'm hoarding movies at home. today he seemed skeptical about my chances of getting though the craft in five days and told me a long story about watching all three hours of pearl harbor in one night "because it was the right thing to do". mum, in turn, is still bitter about the angry letters she got when i rented leprechaun 4 on her card. what do you people want from me?

happy birthday senor big ed! happy birthday metameat! exactly fifty years apart; coincidence?

courtesy of the latter,

dirty uncle paul.
joe.
vant.
jen.
yers trooly.