(A repost from another place in December)
Well, I'm not sure what to say. These are heavy times. I just filled up my Civic for 40 bones, I've got friends rakin' in hazard pay in Iraq, the Christmas rape is in full swing, and amid the whirlwind of craziness that is post-911 earth, people would rather hear Britney Spears updates than do anything to help each other, thus helping themselves.
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