My God. They're real! 
posted by markre | 11:31 PM
Markre de Sol: Behind the Ramparts and Dreaming
One man's quest to articulate the grunts and gurgles of modern life.
About Me
- Name: markre
- Location: Chicagrocrag, IL, Fiji
I got like, this big, big stick of gum. I chew it a little bit at a time, because I wanna savor it.
- something in the blood...
- ruh?
- Your mom escaped
- Don't you kids ever play outside?
- I've said it before and I'll sashay it again
- Vaclav Havel declares redneck costume unfunny
- Tea and scones? I'll ready my pantry!
- Markre shares a titter with the Vagenius
- What? Unjust?
- Hot dog force-fed to bun
1 Comments:
You've done it. You've become the creepy, lonely old man who makes friends to play with in his home. Congrats, fucko.
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