GridcosmLevel 1191 of 4696
Started on Aug 09, 2002.
Completed on Aug 10, 2002.
Grid poemFlubbering malcontent he fawned over the grizzled old toothless whore and said "look bitch, I caught the frisbee! I Caught it Bitch. I really did." And the bitch said "Blam fool. Blam. This is America." So on the transom it was enscribed ''Drazza -- chaw bey feet in the name of eat and it's tits it fits and it's the pits when he's losing his shit on a bisquit. Why doesn't love do anything? It either bites you in the ass or jumps in bed with a cold wet nose Love is the question? The answer is this: See what I see, and tell me about it. I'm lonely.
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