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April 06, 2010


Haha - I did stay home! And it was great except for all of these f'in tourists in town.

It described an attractive, high arc as it sailed through the air, it's distinctive hourglass shape recognizable against the dusky evening sky despite the apparent ravages of the putrescence that had set in. A sickening yet satisfying thud was heard as it hit the planks, wet and chunky bits strewn about the impact site. It is done. It is over.

It was a rotten butternut squash.

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