I never asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor. But then I overheard your prayer, that you be this and nothing more than just some grateful faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire, the patron Saint of envy and the grocer of despair, working for the Yankee Dollar.
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what the fuck?! now you have a blog, too? xoxo
12:42 PM
Grim prophecy from the hot dog page - "Americans WILL Eat 150 Million Hot Dogs on the Fourth of July." Emp. mine...
2:02 AM
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