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American Horror Story: a list

2012-10-18T07:46:16Z

-Ben Harmon, World's Worst Psychiatrist
-I THINK YOU'RE WEAK
-a creepy boy who looks like he belongs in a Gus Van Sant movie
-GHOSTS RAEPING ERR'BODY
-quickly built gazebos
-burn-victims asking for cash to get some new headshots
-The Secret Life of Dentists
-Down Syndrome
-my main man zq (Zachary Quinto, thespian) making designer jack o lanterns n shit
-some other weird shit
-I think someone pops Kata Mara in the face.
-Connie Britton's lustrous lustrous hair
-chooching, the act of cryterbating
-pope box
-umm
-ghost christmas

AMERICAN HORROR STORY SEASON 1
NOW OUT ON DVD & BLU RAY

Music para ti.

2011-05-14T00:44:48Z

The Winchester Gospels (A SPN Famix)

TRACKLISTING
01. Exogenesis Symphony Part Two (Cross Pollination)//Muse
02. No, I Don't Remember//Anna Ternheim
03. Revenge//Danger Mouse & Sparkle Horse
04. Don't Get Lost In Heaven//Gorillaz
05. Demon Days//Gorillaz
06. Televators//The Mars Volta
07. We Are The Dead//David Bowie
08. Dull Life//Yeah Yeah Yeahs

OK HAHAHA.
I made this fanmix forever ago. Like before S5 ended, forever. Anyway-- click the link, you can listen to the whole album on 8 Tracks. You probably don't want to download it anyway because why would you? So six months from now, you can wonder why the hell there is a single Bon Iver track in your iTunes library? Exactly.

Monkeyslut.

2010-12-20T02:00:07Z

At work today, I came to the conclusion that "Misfits" really only works as a show, if you understand that it's a deconstruction of the superhero genre. Otherwise, it's just some dumb friggin show where Kelly fucks a gorilla.

Is that a spoiler?

More on this at a later date.

Charlaine Harris does not care, have an editor

2010-09-01T06:09:03Z

OK, SO--
Sookie can read minds. Human minds usually, and shifters sort of, too. But not vampires. They're dead, their brains are switched off (???), the end. Except that Sookie totally can hear vampire thoughts sometimes. AND IT'S A BIG ENOUGH DEAL THAT CHARLAINE (THE AUTHOR) FEELS THE NEED TO MENTION THIS AT THE BEGINNING OF EVERY BOOK.

I've been waiting for this gem~*~ to turn up on the show, and it hasn't so far. This leads me to believe it has been axed for being (what literary scholars refer to as) "totally fucking stupid."

This is a victory for coherent, definitively-not-stupid storylines everywhere! Hurrah!

Because aside from when it is offhandedly mentioned ("And oh yeah, I can hear vampires sometimes~"), it has never ever come up as an actual salient plot point. To me, this is like Charlaine randomly gifting Sookie the ability to breathe fire and then not bothering to work that into the story.

You see, Charlaine Harris does not plan ahead. The Sookie Stackhouse Mysteries started off as pulp novels pretty much, so I don't really fault her for not caring. I just find it incredibly offensive that, at this stage in the game, when it comes time to release a new book, she just plops her ass down and starts tap-tap-tapping away at the keyboard until she has enough pages to send to her editor. (A quick run through Spell Check, and then it's off to get published!)

(That is how it works for her, I am not kidding. This lady sits down, writes one draft, and sends that shit to get published. W. T. F.)

MY POINT IS THIS:
WILL THIS EVER ACTUALLY BE A PART OF THE STORY?? OR IS IT JUST SOME CRAZY THING CHARLAINE PULLED OUT OF HER ASS AND FORGOT ABOUT?

Listen to Iron Maiden, baby, with me (ooooh oooh oooooh~)

2010-08-26T18:59:51Z

Watched "Generation Kill" for the second time yesterday. It was a much more leisurely affair than my first viewing. This is almost certainly attributed to the fact that I have Marine lingo down pat now, whereas before I had to shamefully download some guide to explain what "AO" meant. (Area of operations!)

I was also not as insanely tense. Maybe because I know what happens? I was able to appreciation the nuance~*~. Specifically, all the faces James Ransone makes. He is at least 35% of why this show is so great.

And okay, while I am now cool with coming across the occasional picture of Brad Actual or Nate Actual, I am still completely unable to watch any interviews. And it's unfortunate, because I'd really like to hear the actors talk about the characters and their experiences filming. I don't want to have to constantly be on the lookout for SURPRISE IT'S BRAD. Anywayyy-- done being a huge wuss for now.

AWESOME STUFF FOR YOU
-Brad, on the Walmart Wall of Heroes: "If my mother ever distributed my likeness without written authorization, I would disown her." I think I agree with one of the comments. They definitely cut out the best part, which was Trombley's clueless query, "Your dad was a truck driver?"

-When Ray catches Reporter staring at the luminescent Rudy, he proffers some advice. "You know, it doesn't make you gay if you think Rudy's hot. We all think he's hot," he explains. Ray turns and watches Rudy for a moment, and then declares, "Jesus, you're beautiful."

-FYI, running all zigzaggy is not a legitimate evasive tactic.

BEAUTIFUL GIFS~*~ (uhhh, not too beautiful, as there is no rudy, sorryyy.)

I think I will conclude my post with this; Hitman Two-One's inspiring rendition of "Teenage Dirtbag."

-Thank you, Ray.
-Thank you, Sergeant.

Me ≥ Charlaine Harris, imho.

2010-07-29T06:47:46Z

While the "Sookie Stackhouse" novels are incontrovertibly awful, some time around the latter half of Book 4 ("Dead To The World"), I gave up any of my previous attempts to stop reading. Is what I'm experiencing Literary Stockholm Syndrome? In order to survive, I needed to love my captor? I strongly suspect so.

Whatever the case may be, I'm currently finishing up Book 8 ("From Dead To Worse" -- Yes, all the books have titles like that.) and while overall, the series is starting to resemble a long-running HP chapter fic that's so far into its own universe it's hardly considered fanfiction anymore, the writing is not as egregiously bad as it once was. Dare I say it? It's something bordering on "bearable."

I would even go as far as to say I've found the greatest paragraph in the entire series.

I pinched my lips together, and I made myself nod. Calvin gave me a bracing look and took his place by the table. He put his hand on the concrete blocks. With no further ado, Maryelizabeth handed me the brick. The rest of the panthers waited patiently for me to perform the punishment. The vampires would have dressed this all up with a special wardrobe and probably an extraspecial fancy brick from an old temple or something, but not the panthers. It was just a damn brick. I held it with both hands gripping one long side.

Jesus Christ, Charlaine, for the first time in eight friggin books you actually managed to set a scene! I was actually in shock. I pushed myself away from my desk and staggered across the room like I had been shot in the gut.

HERE IS HOW I WOULD HAVE WRITTEN IT, THO~

STANDING AT THE HEAD OF THE CROWD, SOOKIE CAN'T HELP BUT STARE BACK INTO THEIR GNARLED COUNTRY FACES. IN THE BACKWOODS HAMLET THAT IS 'HOTSHOT', THERE IS NO GRASS -- ONLY DIRT, CHEAP PLASTIC LAWN FURNITURE AND THE DILAPIDATED HOVELS THESE UGLY HILLBILLIES CALL HOMES. SHE IS ABOUT TO SMASH A MAN'S HAND BECAUSE THAT'S HOW JUSTICE IS SERVED IN THIS MOTLEY COMMUNITY OF BELLIGERENT INBREDS. SHE FEELS LIKE VOMITING ONTO HER CHEAP PAYLESS SHOES.

So I should email that to her, right? I'm starting to think these are like RL Stine books, and her name is just stamped on the cover. I think I have a good shot, you guys! How much do ghost writers get paid?

Too many vampire puns.

2010-07-26T03:02:26Z

So I've recently read the first three novels in the Sookie Stackhouse series, and holy shit. I think I am beginning to appreciate how hard the "True Blood" writing staff works.

It's like this: half their day is spent wading through the half-assed shit Charlaine Harris scratched onto the back of a Taco Bell bag, and the other half is spent figuring out a way to make it tolerable. Ex: Fellowship Of The Sun/Godric.

It was not a complete waste of time, however, as I have gained a deeper understanding of why shit on the show is happening the way it is. Lorena, for instance. I also now know why Tara's whole plotline is a mess, and that's because she's not supposed to be there. In the books, Sookie can run off and do whatever and no one worries because she doesn't have any friends. (Is that why Tara needs to be constantly occupied with something? Because if she wasn't, she'd tell Sookie to stop being a dumbass and not to hang out with vampires anymore, and she'd listen, end of series?)

Right now I'm trying to read the fourth book. And while its quality has improved slightly since the last, somehow the overall story has devolved. Amnesia! Witches! God speed, Alan Ball.

Oz didn't make you a bitch. You were born one.

2010-07-18T09:44:51Z

As you probably know, I am a huge fan of television. I don't watch television passively, and am quite serious about the entire medium as a whole. And so for the past few years, at any given time, I am working my way through a new series. This past week, I've been watching "Oz", the HBO prison-drama that ran from 1997-2003.

My consensus: it was OK.

Some good eps, some bad ones. A lot of really weird, random subplots that definitely could've been dropped. (See: the experimental drug trials, Cyril's puppet-induced schizophrenia, Rebadow winning the lottery, crazy nurse!, and way more that I can't think of right now.) I'm not a fan of including shit that has no effect on moving the A-plot forward or doesn't develop characters in any way. Overall, though, a good television-viewing experience. It's obvious how Tom Fontana and the crew paved the way for how legit hour-long dramas are done.

One big complaint: the series finale was pretty weak, though that's probably because it was not intended as a series finale, but just a season's end. A lot of new plots were started, some weird crap happened, and the audience was left to query, "So is he going to fuck that scary cross-dresser with the glass eye? I need to know!"

The most surprising thing about this whole "Oz"-experience, however, is which characters and plot lines I began looking forward to. Was it the gay prison romance? Was it the charming sociopath? No! It was Miguel Alvarez, the totally straight Latino thug!

I am off now, to download the film "Ken Park." There is an auto-erotic asphyxiation scene apparently.

More in "Generation Kill"-related news!

2010-06-06T06:08:01Z

I was just looking up military ranks on Wiki (because I know fuck-all about them), when I get to Gunnery Sergeant and right at the bottom it says, "Notable Gunnery Sergeants: blah blah blah Brad Colbert". BLERGHHHH~

RL, what are you doing here! Just get away from me, OK? This is no place for you.

I truly fear I'll never be able to fully embrace GK as a fandom. The tact and prudence I'd have to maintain is too much, I think. Is it possible for one to be a fan without being super creepy? I do not know.

Science! It's a verb.

2010-04-29T01:39:21Z

This morning, while reading this article at io9.com about the expanding universe, I realized that during the last six months or so, I've become fucking obsessed with astrophysics and cosmology. Which is ridiculous because I don't know anything about science or mathematics. Might as well be teaching General Relativity to a dog, for all I am able to understand it.

(I paced between my closet and desk for fifteen minutes this morning, trying to work out what "expanding universe" even means. How can something be both expanding and infinite? This is apparently a difficult concept for everyone, so I didn't feel too bad about it. I do get it now, though.)

I figure the fact that I am even trying to COMPREHEND this sort of thing means I am some kind of idiot savant. Get ready for my flip-book explaining string theory!

Idk.

Me talking extensively about why the new Watchmen plot makes sense.

2009-07-26T01:24:35Z

B.Y.O.S. (Bring Your Own Squid): The New Storyline

Veidt and Doctor Manhattan are trying to create a renewable energy resource. They are basing their plans off of Manhattan's powers. That's what him and Veidt are doing in that scene where his clones are sexing up Laurie.

Simultaneously, the government knows they are doing this and are concerned. Eddie Blake, who has been their stooge for many years, is put on the case and starts investigating. He makes the connection between Pyramid Whatever and Veidt Industries, and what exactly Veidt is trying to accomplish. Veidt is not a complete idiot, and it doesn't take long for him to realize what Blake's been doing. He takes care of it, if you know what I mean.

Rorschach then jumps to some major conclusions, which I guess is good, because it sets the plot of the film in motion.

"9/11 is a shitty excuse for not giving me a fucking massacre in the streets," says an acne-ridden teen from his mother's basement. "Also, world peace is hella lame and makes no sense in this context."

Veidt destroys several cities, only one of which is New York. Some of the others are Los Angeles, Moscow and Shanghai. Tokyo, too maybe? I don't remember.

In the comic, he transports a giant squid into the middle of the city. The psychic shock (what?) kills everyone, and there is bedlam in the streets. Bodies are piled everywhere, infamously. In the film, Veidt uses Manhattan's explodey powers, and everyone in every city disintegrates. This is shown in the film -- clothes, skin, muscle, skeletons, then nothing. There are no bodies, only rubble and destruction. Manhattan and Laurie transport back into the city and it is shown in ruins.

Several major countries were attacked by something uncontrollable (Doctor Manhattan). In the wake of this tragedy, they come together and the horrors of nuclear war are realized. While most countries were attacked, America was attacked twice (NY + LA), allowing them to be victims as well, despite their connection to Manhattan.

Also everyone thinks that if Manhattan sees the world acting like assholes again, he'll wipe out even more cities, so everyone's really nice to each other. The end.

THIS JUST IN: Entitled geeks make me super angry. Open-minded geeks, however, are invited to come over for punch and pie.

CNN, play this .gif on a loop.

2008-11-05T04:52:04Z

PRESIDENT OBAMA

Edit:
Donna texted me, saying, "Barack Obama: the first Hawaiian president."
LOLL

Too famous to live long.

2008-10-12T09:35:55Z

Hung be the heavens with black, yield day to night!
Comets, importing change of times and states,
Brandish your crystal tresses in the sky,
And with them scourge the bad revolting stars,
That have consented unto Henry's death!
King Henry the Fifth, too famous to live long!
England ne'er lost a king of so much worth.
-- Henry VI, Part 1 (1.1.1-7)

The "and with them scourge the bad revolting stars that have consented unto Henry's death!" is my favorite part.

Mindless Self Indulgence, ft. The Birthday Massacre + London After Midnight

2008-05-25T08:04:40Z

The Wiltern, May 24th, 2008

This was my first time seeing MSI, despite my five years of fanship. For the whole of my teen years, I've pined for this night and it finally happened and it was wicked.

The place was packed full of goth kids. There was so much black and hairspray and colored extensions. On that text-y screen, it was all World of Warcraft jokes, and kids from 4chan talking about fapping, (Which, btw, I'm totally going to start using.) and people being, "Hey are you so and so from Dev-art?" It was all very cool and geeky.

We weren't in the first two sections, but the way it's set up, you could be in the back section and as long as you're against the barrier you have a pretty cool view of the band. Which we were, so.

The first band was an english band called London After Midnight. Any UKers on my f-list, speak up if you know them. They were very lame. They had shitty, literal graphics behind them to illustrate to the songs, though I try not to hold that against them. What I do hold against them, is that their guitarist was wearing a mesh body suit and pleather hot shorts. That, I can't ever forgive.

And I'm pretty that if Lord Byron could hear their lyrics, he would weep. No lie. Cliche, darkly romantic and HIM-esque. Plus, they rhymed! A lot. I said to Donna, "Flower. Hour. Shower... Sour." Anyway, they played 7 or so songs and left. And everyone buzzed about how lame they were. Oh and they played a song called, "America is a Disease," and we (the audience) said, "Yeah, yeah. We know."

Someone on the text-y screen made a comment about goth kids talking about politics and we all agreed.

The second band was The Birthday Massacre, whose name I knew, but I'd never heard any of their stuff. First off, five skinny Jimmy-looking dudes rush the stage. And I am not impressed. Then some chick with Lyn-Z pigtails and a skirt runs out and fucking mugs at the crowd. Then they start playing and she's throwing herself around the stage and running around and making heart fingers.

She really had great stage presence, really owned it out there. Nothing like London After Midnight, who you mostly continued to watch out of morbid curiosity. She kept pulling at her pigtails and ruffling her bangs and it was adorable. Aww.

I didn't know the songs or what they were like, but I could definitely see how someone would be a fan. I will have to check them out further.

And then! One by one, MSI came on: Kitty, Steve, Lyn-Z and then Jimmy. And Jimmy stood center-stage and proclaimed, "We are Hannah Montana!" Then they played "Shut Me Up" and everyone went crazy.

They mostly played stuff from IF and You'll Rebel to Anything, dispersed with songs from Frankenstein Girls and Tight. Looking at my iTunes right now, they have a HUGE catalogue of songs. I've lost track of how many albums. (I include remixes, live, speciality, demos, etc. in that.)

Very fun! I love the song intros and how for "Prescription," Jimmy started dosing on Robitussin. And how he did the cabbage patch for "Never Wanted to Dance" and said "Evening Wear" was about the girls in the front row, aka teenagers who'll get pregnant and later get addicted to meth. Then he had brought two girls dressed like Mini Moon and Sailor Neptune up to sing to "Faggot".

Jimmy ripped on Hayley Williams or whatever her name is, which was cool. He was like, "This is the last time I let that singer from Paramore dress me." And then he mumbled something about her stupid orange hair that's 'everywhere', he emphasized. Then we threw out clothes at him because he wanted to change and he said, "Why do you guys always dress me like Amy Winehouse?"

At one point, he stopped playing and said he wanted twenty dollars. He seemed disappointed that we just paid right away. You have to understand, we really wanted them to continue.

IT WAS MADE OF WIN. There was also talk of Mr. Way being present. I didn't see him personally, but I did see Chantal, Jimmy's wife and singer from Morningwood, in the wings. And that was awesome because she is the greatest.

Don't dream it, be it.

2008-05-14T07:48:26Z

Seth Green and Macaulay Culkin in the film Party Monster. Seth's pretty good in it. He's a surprisingly good actor, appropriately over-the-top and not at all Seth Green-y.

Devil got my woman.

2008-04-27T05:53:06Z

This is one of my favorite scenes in the movie. She walks out of the bathroom and just stares at her record player, listening to the song. It's universal. Everyone watching knows exactly what she's feeling because we've all had that same experience.

I put them on notice.

2008-01-30T01:17:29Z

Birthday girl.

2008-01-26T18:45:17Z

My sister-in-law called me last night sounding really upset. I was confused, as I am not usually the person people go to for comfort. I am the least comforting person ever, probably. I awkwardly asked her what was wrong and she said, "Well, I wanted to surprise you on Monday. We were going to act like we forgot it was your birthday" -- I frowned at this. How mean. -- "and then pop out with Social Distortion tickets for that night." -- HOLY SHIT. -- "But I went get them earlier, and they were sold out."

I am deeply moved even if it didn't come to pass.

They said that I could just pick something else out for us to do. They suggested Rocky Horror Picture Show and I hesitantly agreed. I hate RHPS and all that it entails. They always point the spotlight at me and, despite the fact that I've seen it four million times, I still panic.

I'm going to tell them, though, that I'd rather go to the Aquarium.

-- And have I mentioned how disappointing Ghost Hunters: International is? Jay and Grant aren't even there, it's just Donna being scared of everything and that one Irish dude from the "faerie" episode.

Paranormal State is surprisingly the only thing keeping me sated. They have Native American shape-shifter coyote screaming. That the audience can actually HEAR. That's more than GH ever gave us.

This is me being hateful.

2008-01-17T22:53:51Z

Jonah Goldberg was on "The Daily Show" last night. And just. I heard his name and I literally screeched, and clawed at my face. No lie.

I know him through his work at the LA Times. Every week I had to write a response to his column in my english class. The one that sticks out the most being his OpEd on parody news shows.

Let me tell you something. Goldberg is that guy that's always all, "Well, you know. If you think about it, then blah blah blah. Hurr, hurr, hurr," and is very smug and sort of arrogant, though you don't know for the life of you WHY.

In the article, he spent three quarters of a page denouncing "fake" news programs, which. There are only like, three to my knowledge. Two and a half, maybe. (Daily Show, Colbert Report, and uh, Weekend Update?) He thinks it's all just a ploy to grab younger audiences. Which, hey, kind of like his article, right?

He must've gotten over that, though, seeing as he decided to go on that "stratagem" for a show in promotion of his new book (Liberal Fascism). He was a huge douche, though, so. CONGRATS, JONAH. Now we all hate you, not just me.

Like I said last night via mass-text...

2008-01-02T01:26:18Z

Hppy nw yr.

Oh-eight resolution: to be less lame. And to swear more! (Fuck.) and use shitty, texty spelling.

Also: I'm in love with the promo for Juno where it's Michael Cera and Jason Bateman fucking up the teleprompter. AD dork, I definitely am.

Saw Sweeney Todd last night with the family. Shit, I love it. That blood had the consistency of ketchup, though. What's with that? My sister said that's what blood looks like frozen and I said, "Well, they are in London, and it is cold there." Sister and I were disapponted they didn't do the scene they used in Jersey Girl.

My brother asked how Johnny's singing was and if it was as good as it was on 21 Jump Street. I told him I didn't know what he was talking about and he called me a blashphemer. Sorry, must've missed that episode? D:

Stayed up till 4am watching Paranormal State. I was dubious at first, but I was won over by their bleeping of the "demonic" name. Har har, A&E, stop acting like that shitty show isn't the most retarded thing you've ever aired. I love shitty things, though, so it kinda works out.

Mostly, I'm just biding my time till Ghost Hunters: International airs on the 9th. It's going to be righteously kick ass. It's something I've been waiting for since I started watching Most Haunted a few years ago. Yvette was an idiot and I longed for Jay's trudging and Grant's completely non-ironic use of the word "frick."

Jan 2nd, guys! So excited.

I'm not that into myself. -- Patrick ("But I am!" shouted a young girl, drenched in sweat.)

2007-05-04T07:11:22Z

Okay, so I wrote this super cool and also non-linear review of the show. But... it was deleted? I don't know. I ACTUALLY REMEMBERED THE PLAYLIST. Now I have to write it over. It's possibly more horrible now than before.

BUT PATRICK WAS ADORABLE TONIGHT, SO READ ABOUT THAT.

A vague recollection of the playlist:

"One and Only" -- "Dance, Dance" -- Yes, THEY PLAYED IT. I had to sing/screech even louder to prove just how obsessive I am about these boys.
"Sugar, We're Goin' Down"
"Thriller" -- Patrick couldn't remember the words. "Thanks for being so wordy." or something. Paraphrase, paraphrase.
"This Ain't a Scene, It's a Goddamned Arms Race" --- They played a little Panic! as an intro. Something about needing to swear more.
"A Little Less Sixteen Candles..." -- Pete: This one's about vampires, sorta.
"XO"
"Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner"
"Tell that Mick..."
"Grenade Jumper"
"Golden" -- PMS SOLO. :D ALSO VERY GAY. Patrick couldn't remember the chords, so Pete had to wrap his arms around him and show him. "I can't remember the music. And that's the most important part." Oh, I love that boy.
"Grand Theft Autumn (WIYBT?)" -- Pete called it our anthem. He's so wonderful.
"Thnks fr th Mmrs"
"The Take Over, the Break's Over"
"Of All of the Gin Joints in the World"
"Saturday"

So not the order. They for sure opened up with ONE AND ONLY and, obviously, ended with SATURDAY.

I tried to steal Pete's shoe. (Don't know why, but I suspect it's my fangirl instincts kicking in. :/) Also, fondled his shoulder. It was nice, I will remember it. I made eye contact numerous times with Patrick COS I WAS DIRECTLY IN HIS LINE OF VISION THE ENTIRE TIME. Oh! I got Joe's spit-water on my face. It was gross, sorta, but also wonderful.

Patrick was surprisingly talkative. As seen in my subject line, he kept seeing himself on the screen and, apparently, it was weirding him out. "It's freaking me out. I'm not that into myself." Ohh. Love, love, love! Really, though, there was a lot of talking from him. He kept talking to the crowd and kept up banter with Pete. He was wearing flannel! It made me swoon. Plus, long hair? Definite swoonage. "I've been spending all my time growing my hair, instead of practicing."

At some point, Andy was calling Patrick for something. He didn't hear him, though, so Andy kept calling. This happened for like, a minute. Eventually, the kids in the front were all, "Patrick, Andy needs you." It was pretty special. I will cherish that memory.

I met the fathers of the guys from The Cab. They kept talking to us, it was weird. The singer's dad shouted, "I rule the cul de sac!" at some point. He also called his son a 'sexy beast'. (He wasn't, for the record.)

I'll be honest, The Cab wasn't that great. I'm pretty picky, though, so, I don't know... Their songs seemed to blend together, and I think one line in a song went, "There's an icebox over my heart". Immediately, my mind went to the fictional band Mystik Spiral. I giggled, but held most of it back.
The dudes in the band are pretty wee, which I found weird cos their dads suffered from Henry Rollins neck.

Overall rating: A-
'Minus' for the smelly girl next to me.</div>

Bienvenidos.

2007-02-24T09:49:23Z

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