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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

cowboy transcript

how bout "the bareback-piggyback cowboy transcript"

or gazing through crusty crouton clouds to the island of the jerky sun
how bout suntanned flap jacks with moist sausage patties
or left handed lunches without juice shadowed sunshine
sometimes im like a child with wild strawberries



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Posted by mere musketeer at 12:07 AM

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