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southern goodness.

At the deer processing plant...hmm, can you say horror film?

home on the range...

connect the dots

we sat. we stayed. we drank. we played. goodbye.

here am i

Get gone.

the bleep of the sweet

These are just blatant blatant.

a wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw, delivered him wings...

indulge me a vent -- pacing the room, waving my hands in all directions, speaking to the ceiling - punctuated with strong words. restlessness....