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« Here Kitty, Kitty | Main | Fraternization » May 12, 2004 A Different Kind of Worm I dropped everything and held my breath. This could not be happening. This was not my life. I began panting, all alone in a locked cubicle in a half-decent restaurant with a dead tapeworm hanging out my ass. As they say, read the whole thing. Posted by Adam H at May 12, 2004 08:08 AM ~ Link Cosmos | Trackbacks (0) Comments Post a comment Name: Email Address: URL: Remember personal info? YesNo Comments:

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