KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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- Jul 29, 2000
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I sat next to the patch of grass they were scanning with their high speed, low drag tech. I considered hacking the puter, but decided, naw.
"I don't like you." I told the grass.
So?
"I don't."
So?
"Really don't like you."
Wanna fuck?
"Sure, I wanna fuck grass. Lemme go, I got things see, people to do."
I need you here. Stay.
"I don't like you."
"I don't like you." I told the grass.
So?
"I don't."
So?
"Really don't like you."
Wanna fuck?
"Sure, I wanna fuck grass. Lemme go, I got things see, people to do."
I need you here. Stay.
"I don't like you."
