Monday, November 26, 2007
Previously on the Cotillion
- Black Friday notes
- Lie to me
- What I done saw...
- Reliving my youth
- Gonna eat your brains and gain your knowledge
- Dork, er, work in progress
- Birdhouse in your soul
- Holy back combing, Batman!
- Let this be a warning to you
- What, the "Lazy Bucky" thing didn't tip you off?
This space available for symposiums and shit.
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8 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
I love that! Some pumpkin, somewhere, must be looking mighty fine.
Aaaack!
I've got a rotting apple with the phrase "Eat me" written on the top that I can donate to the cause.
That pumpkin had a rough night.
Needs a cigarette butt in what's left of it's mouth. And an empty beer bottle. :)
Sorry--its mouth.
Long day at work...my brain is beginning to atrophy. GAH!
Now that you’ve displayed the corpse, bury it. Please.
All that pumpkin needs is a little cover up and some eyeliner. It'll be good as new.
What? I speak from experience. I look like that first thing in the morning, myself.
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