hey motherfucker!
you better have a good plan...
I'll go for your throat
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In two thousand eight, seven (or so) people got together for the sake of getting together. And doing something. They decided to write a haiku a day (or as close as possible) to one another, to the world, to whomever. Enjoy.
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1 comment:
this reminds me of a dream i had last night. i was watching a video of a cougar eating a toddler. it was really graphic...it tore the toddler's left arm off, then snapped its neck in its jaws. the video went from about ten feet away to first person view as the kid died.
i think i might be a little crazy.
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