January 18th, 2006

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Remember that time we killed that clown? I remember how you were crying, shaking from the blood everywhere. It really took everything I had to calm you down, but once I assured you that it was already dead before we killed it, you seemed to come around long enough for us to fit the rest into those little shoeboxes and mail it all off to Mexico. Those were the good old days, back when I felt like you weren't just doing this for the money. *sigh*