Diary entry by Géza Csáth, Jan. 13, 1913: "In combating myself I can only report one bloody defeat after another. Not even in this respect…
Get some more plastic surgery GARFIELD.
Thank you PM for reminding me why I left PDX oh those many years ago.
Every time I feel nostalgic I just click on you and see all the d-nozzle pre teens preening and know that I am far, far away. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you.
"Last night's Debate Hour. Still pushing buttons, since good discussion can happen even when people are being sarcastic. It's true. I read that somewhere."
NO! Sarcasm is the same thing as racism!!!!
I read that somewhere as well.
Portland is dead.
"indebted creativity" LOOL!
Wow, I can't wait 'till her next Hot Sick Mess Album drops. Does anyone know when it'll drop? I hope I am one od the first to hear it drop. We love dropping stuff! Unfortunately, Ms. Badudu's (rimshot!) album is exactly what it sounds like. Nothing worth a poop has been made in the last 5 years. Music is dead.
Um, because we're human?
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