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I couldn't find my whiskey, and then I realized that I drank it all.
posted by Brett at 10:45 PM
Thursday, October 13, 2005
About Me
- Name: Brett
- Location: Austin, Texas, United States
everything is not enough, nothing is too much to bear, where you been is good and gone, all you keep is the gettin' there.
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