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Damnit Dustin

By Chameleon

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Damnit Dustin!      That was sarcasm.Damnit Dustin!      No one wants to hear you preach.Damnit Dustin!      You graduated, what are you still doing here?Damnit Dustin!      You fucked up AGAIN!Damnit Dustin!      Stop bitchin about dropping the bass on yourself...It WAS funny      though.Damnit Dustin!      YOU CAN'T DANCE!Actually I don't really know why I'm posting this, cause it's not something everyone will get. Oh well, I write these things for me anyway. Written December 1st, 2001 © on Nov 30 2001 04:17 PM PST   0 • 14

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"Damnit Dustin!      That was sarcasm.Damnit Dustin!      No one wants to hear you preach.Damnit Dustin!      You graduated, what are you still doing here?Damnit Dustin!      You fucked up AGAIN!Damnit Dustin!      Stop bitchin about dropping the bass on yourself...It WAS funny      though.Damnit Dustin!      YOU CAN'T DANCE!Actually I don't really know why I'm posting this, cause it's not something everyone will get. Oh well, I write these things for me anyway...."

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