Graphic Designer
Random ramblings of a graphic designer on the world in general, and how I'm going to change things when I'm Emperor.
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Friday, January 6, 2012
Jake was dying. His wife sat at the bedside.
He looked up and said weakly:
'I have something I must confess.'
'There's no need to, 'his wife replied.
'No,' he insisted,
'I want to die in peace.
I slept with your sister, your best friend,
Her best friend, and your mother!'
'I know,' she replied.
'Now just rest and let the poison work!
He looked up and said weakly:
'I have something I must confess.'
'There's no need to, 'his wife replied.
'No,' he insisted,
'I want to die in peace.
I slept with your sister, your best friend,
Her best friend, and your mother!'
'I know,' she replied.
'Now just rest and let the poison work!
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
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