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what can brown do for you?
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Saturday, July 26, 2003
near finale of swim meets this morning at bishop estates. that's right, the fuckers with the meter pool. B.E.S.T. my ass. meters or yards, i still swam like dead weight. at this moment, my father is locked in the master bedroom trying to rip his way out with a hammer. aught....mission accomplished. hmm. I just got a phone message from Eric with someone laughing in the background while he maniacally asked for "mac n' cheese". My dad, after audio examination, commented "mac n' cheese? more like a big dick he wants. man, fags," and walked out chuckling. i am amused.
2:41 PM
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