Loose Charm: I Eat Brains

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Monday, December 10, 2007

I Eat Brains

Aliens exist, they abduct at large. Being probed never felt so good. They fried my brain, it smells like chicken, but tastes like liver. Maybe a little salt will help, Maybe it won't taste so dire. But I don't mind, I'll flick on the tube. "Dancing with the stars" has never been as appealing as it... Sign in to see full entry.

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