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Post by Noah on Apr 28, 2009 4:51:41 GMT -5
Freaky, I was talking to friends today about going downtown to the Mariott or someplace fancy with a battery operated boombox and moshing in an elevator. Not when there are any small children in it of course. Wait for some monkey-suits to walk in, hit play, and just start moshing away. and than i beat you to death with my laptop bag. No, Harrison, join me. We can rule this elevator as father and son... Sorry, Star Wars flashback there. |
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