Sta.sh
I really ought to post a deviation...or like, thirty I guess.
and maybe....
I really ought to be sleeping now...
but noooo....I'm writing a devious journal entry for you. and you. and you too.
and making a myspace: [link]
friend me, I might not delete this one
I'm also making nachos, but you can't have any.
aaaaah.....beware my wyath. I might attackth you with my lithp,
g'night.
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Terror 
By Lewis B. Frumkes
They Taste Horrible
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Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...
"Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did, but backwards and in high heels."
-Faith Whittlesey
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Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...
Your art is very impressive. ^_^
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Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...
hey there you, I've got a bone to pick with you...
wat up home ge dawg?
yeah, actually this is pointless.
Put a gat against his heezee
pulled mah pusha he's dead,
's dope. Out dawg. Out.
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Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...
so...
there!
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Let me scour the oceans for your dearest tomato gazpacho, I know that's how you like it, frosty...