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Monday, August 25, 2003
And the Falsie is . . . I'm glad that everyone was so concerned about our young 'kaze friend getting his face shoved in a pile of dog shit. Unfortunately, that story is 100% true. And so is the one about my friend and I throwing dog shit at each other. Yeah, I don't need to hear what a "sick fuck" I am . . . really, I get that all the time. The story about peeing on the VW seemed completely generic when I wrote it . . . inspired by a kid that I saw do something similar. But reflecting back, I remember my mother telling me I did something like that, too . . . but the details are a bit fuzzy. Now I have to visit everyone else's sites to see how wrong I was (am) about the people I "know." |