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Current mood:  bouncy Category: Food and Restaurants
Oh meatloaf, foulest of all foodstuffs. why dost thou stink up my house with thy vile presence?
Thy odor, though beit wretched at conception, dost worsen after the first day you take your residence in my refrigerator.
My nights be a terror at the thought of thee, such a foul existence thou dost have O meatloaf.
Mornful and gassy be the man that dare consume thee, with no solice to be found in yonder pepto bismal.
Eight curses be on thy head O meatloaf, thy creator damned to the deepest abysses.
Lament thy own exsistence meatloaf. I know I do.
 | Currently listening: The Fame By Lady Gaga Release date: 2008-10-28 |
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