Originally posted by Agent Mulder
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I see you got the cubicle all the way in the back today. Post away you tiny man...Fiction is your friend. Weave it so you may sleep at night. Your esteem is at peril. Weave it!
Now, what can we do to bring your face up to standards? You are wrestling with your mirror whilst trying desperately to conjure up and external outlet/foe. Work on that mug you blowdart lovin peasant ~God
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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