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  <title>if i go crazy then will you still call me superman?</title>
  <subtitle>Danny</subtitle>
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    <title>procrasturbates @ 2009-05-17T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-18T03:30:25Z</published>
    <updated>2010-02-02T04:12:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(10:23:51 PM) Setine: if i wasn't like 6'3 in all the shoes i want&lt;br /&gt;(10:23:56 PM) Setine: i would have a million of them&lt;br /&gt;(10:24:03 PM) Setine: i once got a GUESS purse for thirty bucks&lt;br /&gt;(10:24:13 PM) Me: is 6'3 the size? &lt;br /&gt;(10:24:19 PM) Setine: ...&lt;br /&gt;(10:24:21 PM) Setine: height.&lt;br /&gt;(10:24:21 PM) Tif: ...6'3" is her height in high heels.&lt;br /&gt;(10:24:22 PM) Suki: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to God I am the dumbest person alive.</content>
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    <title>procrasturbates @ 2009-04-11T21:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-12T01:21:40Z</published>
    <updated>2010-02-01T11:38:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shakira - Wherever, Whenever.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Connecting to server...&lt;br /&gt;Looking for someone you can chat with. Hang on.&lt;br /&gt;You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WASSSSSSSSSSSSUP&lt;br /&gt;You: HI!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OMG WHO ARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;You: I'M SUPERMAN.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HOLY HELL. OMG. YOU SAVED MY LIFE ONE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;You: DID I? I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER MAN.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: FUCK YES. OMG AND I NEVER GET TO THANK YOU. I'M PRETTY SURE YOU WERE ROLLING OR SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;You: OH MY GOD. THIS IS SO INSANE, I NEVER RUN INTO THESE PEOPLE AGAIN. AWKWARD...&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: THAT'S OKAY. SOME DUDE WAS TRYING TO TAKE MY MONEY. YOU ROCK HARD.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I'M SO HAPPY I GET TO TALK TO YOU AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;You: I TRY MAN, I TRY.&lt;br /&gt;You: AWW, I'M FLATTERED!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: (YOU ARE PRETTY FOXY, BTW.)&lt;br /&gt;You: (YOU TOO LMAO.)&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HELL YEAH. DO YOU REMEMBER ME? I WAS THAT HOT CHICK WITH THE LONG RED HAIR AND KILLER ASS.&lt;br /&gt;You: ...OH YEAH. NOW I REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;You: NOT THAT I WAS LOOKING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: PSH THAT'S OKAY MAN. I'M SURE BEING SUPERMAN....I MEAN, SOME GIRLS WOULD BE A LITTLE INTIMIDATED.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BANGING SUPERMAN. THAT'S QUITE AN ACHIEVEMENT. IT'D BE A PEAK IN MOST ANYBODY'S LIFE MAN.&lt;br /&gt;You: YEAH MAN, SOMETIMES. I DON'T REALLY GO TO BARS TO GET ASS, EITHER. THAT WAS A RUMOR.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SHIT MAN I KNEW THAT. I TRUST YOU.&lt;br /&gt;You: OH YEAH, IT'S HARD. AM I A BIRD, AM I A PLANE? NAW, I'M FUCKING SUPERMAN!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU THE BOMB MAN.&lt;br /&gt;You: MY LIFE IS SO HARD!&lt;br /&gt;You: THANK YOU SWEET THANG.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AND I BET IT'S TOUGH, WITH ALL THOSE BIG, STRONG MUSCLES.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HIDING YOUR ~SUPERPOWERS~&lt;br /&gt;You: THEY GET IN THE WAY SOMETIMES, BEING SO HARD AND THROBBING.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: HELL YEAH. CHRIST. I'D TAP THAT, THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN'&lt;br /&gt;You: OH THANK YOU. I WOULD, TOO. ACTUALLY, I TRIED ONCE...DIDN;T END WELL. I KIND OF--BUT YEAH, ANYWAY. I MEAN, I WOULDN'T SAY NO, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BUT DAMN. YOU KNOW THOSE LONG-DISTANCE RELATIONSHIPS. AND YOU PROBABLY WOULDN'T HAVE A LOT OF TIME....UNLESS YOU'RE LIKE, A TWO-PUMP CHUMP.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WHICH IS TOTALLY COOL IF YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I STILL LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;You: I'M SUPERMAN, I MAKE TIME FOR PEOPLE IN NEED. IF YOU'RE IN NEED OF WHAT I THINK YOU'RE SAYING YOU'RE IN NEED OF, I'M SAVING YOUR LIFE. IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I'M IN NEED OF THE GREATEST NEED ;)&lt;br /&gt;You: I'LL BE THERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: REMEMBER WHERE YOU SAVED ME? ACROSS THE STREET FROM BRYANT PARK, AT THE STARBUCKS?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IN NEW YORK?&lt;br /&gt;You: YES I DO.&lt;br /&gt;You: LOOKING BACK ON IT NOW, I THINK THIS IS FATE. YOUR ASS LOOKED LOVELY--HOW IS YOUR ASS?&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BE THERE. TEN O'CLOCK. TOMORROW NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;You: OHH BABY.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MY ASS IS DOING AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;You: I'LL BE THERE ON TIME TO RESCUE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;You: OH SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IT'S FEELING VERY LOVED AND IMPACIENT RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: AND I MAY BE EARLY, MAN.&lt;br /&gt;You: IT WILL BE FEELING MY THROBBING MANHOOD SOON ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OOH LA LA. CAN YOU FLY ME TO PARIS?&lt;br /&gt;You: I CERTAINLY CAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: GOOD. MY ASS SAYS HI.&lt;br /&gt;You: TELL IT I STILL LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IT SAYS YOU'LL HAVE TO PROVE THAT TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;You: TELL IT "IT'S ON"!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OH BUT IT'S A LITTLE GUILTY-FEELING, TOO.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BECAUSE I HAVE A BOYFRIEND.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: IS THIS OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;You: IT'S OKAY, HE CAN BE THE BAD GUY. GIVES ME A REASON TO KILL THE FUCKER.....&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: BUT MY BOYFRIEND'S MADE OF KRYPTONITE. WHAT WILL YOU DO?&lt;br /&gt;You: ...FUCK SHIT DICK.&lt;br /&gt;You: FUCK MY FUCKING LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I'M SO SORRY&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO PULL IT OFF THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MY ASS IS VERY TORN RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;You: FUCK I'LL TRY FOR THAT ASS!!! BUT FUCK MY GODDAMN LIFE, WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS FUCKING CRAP!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You: IT WILL BE MORE TORN WHEN I SEE IT TOMORROW!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I DON'T KNOW BABY! AND MAN, DON'T TEMPT ME. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I'M GOING TO DO MY BEST.&lt;br /&gt;You: MY COCK'S AS TIGHT AND JUICY AS MY MUSCLES BABY.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: MY POOR ASS =(&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: SO SAD RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;You: I'LL CHEER IT UP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: OMG MY BOYFRIEND JUST WALKED IN. WE HAVE TO KEEP THIS AFFAIR ON THE D-L.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: TEN O'CLOCK. REMEMBER.&lt;br /&gt;You: I'LL NEVER FORGET BABY.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: NEVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Your conversational partner has disconnected.</content>
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