Friday, September 09, 2005
MY GHOST TOM JOAD. 15

MY BARBARIAN. MY HEROine.
Let's take a moment for a ghost story.
are you willing?
I think we'll start with the last page and work up to the first.
A prologue.
Many things have been glazed over and many have been fogged of the memories I hold from 1 year ago. As a disclaimer, the words I have written in this diary of sorts are BY NO MEANS! to be taken to heart. They are the embodiement of soulessness and mustered by a very different me. Given that warning , It should be known that this document has not been tampered with in any way since it's original scribing.
Without further ado...
The setting, a duplex atop dover mountain overlooking the most dangerous freeway in the city, proud to be home to THE greatest outdoor show on earth.
The time, a legendary run for the Home team to Win the Stanley cup...
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Combine Harvester2:01 PM
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10000000 porn robots can't be wrong.
Combine harvester was human too!
we must eliminate all traces.
P.S. sorry about the poorly written parts. I'm working on my handwriting.
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