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June 27, 1986
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What hath the rot man wrought? Some tinker toy for the vaxy lot? Some humorous command he found vax missing? Next thing you know, he'll have vax pissing. By Eastern Baggage he travels the air (probably just in his underwear), searching for ways to foil the vax, so long as he can find it when circa is lax. So be kind to this guy, this vax-whizzo-brain, since he may be semisorta kinda insane. Cool potatoes he uses to pay his tuition, he's not to be confused with common decomposition. ©1986 James (Gary) Geniesse |
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