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Thursday, June 08, 2006Meme-ories, All Alone in the Moonlight...
I don't normally do this. In fact, I've never, ever done this before and I guarantee you I won't do it again, as it's so fucking close to chain letters and I fucking hate chain letters. However, because I was tagged by such an upstanding lady as EveryDaySuperGoddess, I'm going to go ahead and respond to this. I want to make it clear that I'm doing this only under protest.
Five Items in My Fridge Dead mouse (I'd get rid of it, but whatever) Human finger (I'm saving up to get it sewn back on) Vintage Mayonnaise Condoms Last night's creamed corn (I always make too much) Five Items in My Closet Straight-jacket (as a reminder; I'm not ever going back) Fat pants (really at this point, just "pants") Dead mouse Tux I rented under someone else's name in 1989 High-powered rifle I've nicknamed "Betty Lou" Five Items in My Car Someone's tooth I once pried out of my front bumper Porn (I get stuck in traffic a lot) Chewed-up Nylabone (I get stuck in traffic a lot) Catheter bag Dead mouse Five Items in My Purse I don't have a purse. I'm a guy, and guys don't fucking carry purses. I do have a back pack. Mostly I use it to carry dead mice.
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