"gee my shirt is wrinkly. i'll just put it on the heater for a few minutes."
"gee, what's that smell?"
i burned my favorite shirt today. and it's still wrinkly. it's a good thing mary has a sick sense of humor. she'll appreciate why i look like such shit.
April 21, 2004
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