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  <title>blake</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:20374</id>
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    <title>your cunt is a yogurt spoon</title>
    <published>2006-12-24T23:34:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T23:34:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gorguts</lj:music>
    <content type="html">what would of led you to believe that a man of his circumstances would make him any less...THE MAN's  A Killer FRAN! wake up. it slowly dawned. SSSSLLLllllllooOOOOOOLLLllllyyyyyYYYYYY. "THAT MOTHERFUCKER EXPECTS ME TO TAKE THE FALL FOR HIM!" i says to myself "! I MAY ONLY HAVE ONE EYE EYe Eye eye, BUT DAMN IT TO HELL I GOTs ME 9 SHOTS OF wwwhhhiiIIIISSkkky AND A TRIGGER FINGER THAT SAYS THAT THERE IS NOTHING FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE THAT COULD STOP THAT MOTHERFUCKER FROM HAVING 6 HOLES IN HIS HEAD COME THE GOD CONDEMNED DAWN!!!  the fucking god damned, mistakes the sky for the ocean, three nippled son of a bitch! how could leroy..." i says as the flying utters come on for their second attack. "noooooo, what, huuuuhhh??" (utters). blind i was. it was here in the end, laying in a pool of blood, that wasnt mine...i was finally able to clear my thoughts. the hand squeezed lemonade was the just the beginning, of what surly would become, the demise of the lemon merengue kingdom.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:12620</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-11-23T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-23T23:36:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-23T23:36:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night ended with me passed out naked on my bathroom floor and waking up to cam showing me the pictures that he took of me, haha he also wrote "i &amp;lt;3 cam" on my butt. whiskey is no longer my best friend, but soccer is, since i was world champion two times in a row.  i think the show went really well last night, i reaaaally want to see the video. cam left for a week to go to indiana so I AM HOLDING DOWN THE COMMAND POST UNTIL HE GETS BACK!  the black hole in my room thinks he can pull a suprise attack on me since the fort will be weakend for a week, BUT I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT! i am taking it on fist first, and i am going to look sexy.</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-11-17T00:09:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-17T08:20:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-17T08:20:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">midterms suck, my best friend cam being depressed over the mear sight of an old love makes me depressed. i dont know how to study. i spent most of my night in the vents of the glasshouse with my buddy kyle trying to sneek in but we needed a flashlight but it still ruled, we got in anyways. seeing friends fall into drug habits suck. playing a show at chain next saturday does not suck. nervous butterflies in stomach after seeing a special someone does not suck either. i wish more people would stop going to lame clubs and not always be about "hooking up" with people.  i want people down for roadtrips down/up the coast at like 2 am, or just getting blankets and just go to the beach at like midnight and laydown and maybe start a little fire to keep extra warm or to just run around in a feild.  basically i hate clubs and i think they are a waste of time. WE NEED MORE IMAGINATION IN THE YOUTH OF CALIFORNIA. i think thats why ive been just recording so much, i cant handle a lot of people. cam, tony, kyle, scott, anthony and nick are probably the only people i really care about.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:12249</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-11-08T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-09T03:04:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-09T03:04:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night tony meghan katie and i hung out with the subhumans, meghan and i got in a fist fight, tony and i played pool, and it was nice.  i hopefully have and interview with virgin on monday in which i am super stoaked because it would be awesome to be working with tony. in other news i need to new tire for my car because the treading is coming off and it feels like i am driving over and constant line of speed bumps whenever i go anywhere. hopefully i'll be recording the secret black heart ep next week so i can get famous. haha everyone should really go to the chain reaction on nov. 22nd to my other band isodora crane and saosin tear up the oc.  &lt;a href="http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/646/the_crane_lives.html"&gt;http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/646/the_crane_lives.html&lt;/a&gt;... and &lt;a href="http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/512/isodora_crane.html"&gt;http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/512/isodora_crane.html&lt;/a&gt; - your daily vitamins.</content>
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    <title>and how.</title>
    <published>2003-09-11T10:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-11T10:07:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">alpha 1 to alpha 2, just give up. your bottle will never reach shore. just stuff your eyes with dry leaves and be done with it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:11548</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-09-11T02:56:00</title>
    <published>2003-08-11T09:56:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-11T10:04:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>myself</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ugly girl city just called beat it, they said they're having a party everyones invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.- ugly girl city...never vacation there...everrrrrr...mot a good idea...at all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:11435</id>
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    <title>the crane.  go for your own sake</title>
    <published>2003-07-21T18:49:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-21T18:49:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tuesday July 22nd&lt;br /&gt;   (tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISODORA CRANE&lt;br /&gt;THE EVALUATION&lt;br /&gt;AMBITIOUS CAREER WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;@&lt;br /&gt;robs vintique&lt;br /&gt;6510 magnolia ave&lt;br /&gt;riverside ca&lt;br /&gt;the show starts at 730 and its FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i expect to see all of you guys there, or else &lt;br /&gt;you are all getting deleted ! haha ok maybe not, &lt;br /&gt;but just go!</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-07-13T03:28:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-13T10:29:43Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-13T10:29:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">me + the rooftop of the standard hotel laying on the sofa surrounded by skyscrapers = wow!</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-07-11T01:37:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-11T08:41:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-11T08:41:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i raided the 99 cent bin at the record store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elton john- goodbye yellobrick road&lt;br /&gt;elton john- madman across the water&lt;br /&gt;rod stewart- the rod stewart album&lt;br /&gt;rolling stones- greatist hits (unedited verion)&lt;br /&gt;david gilmour&lt;br /&gt;jeff beck- blow by blow&lt;br /&gt;joan baez- where are you now, my son?&lt;br /&gt;bob dylan- blood on the tracks&lt;br /&gt;david bowie- stage&lt;br /&gt;prince- purple rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i am going back to the classics</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-07-11T01:04:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-11T08:04:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-11T08:04:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i saw a man who wasn't there.  i am feeling pretty weird at the moment, i am pretty sick to my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once shot a man in texas with a rattlesnake in his hair and ear on the track, he warned me of the cigarettes tracing the lipstick stains on you carbon diluted silohuette frames and the wires been taped into every word, your fame only brings you the sex of your mothers spread legs screaming foreign dialect, only if you could find your home, these arrows you broke struck so long ago...there is no emphasizing blind men with stability and horse.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:10306</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-07-10T10:26:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-10T17:28:51Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-10T17:28:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so last night i was on the freeway driving home from irvine, and i am going about 90 mph when this cop pulls up on the side of me, he looks at me, then i look at him and we just give each other this weird look, haha then i just gave him a thumbs up and he drove away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am god, thats the only way this couldve happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comin at you live and direct from the pearly white gates,&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;                                    god</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-07-09T01:50:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-09T09:02:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-09T09:02:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you cant plant me in your penthouse i'm going back to my plough, back to the howling old owl in the woods, hunting the horny back toad, oooohhh ive finally decided my future lies beyond the yellow brick roaaaaaddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i bought a shit load of records in the used 99 cent record section and since i know people that work at the store i got an ever better price on them, i bought like 20 something records for 11 dollars, what a fucking score.  my 8 days of the house all to myself has come to an end and to be honest its kind of a relief.  i cant remember a lot of things i just know that in between the numurouse amounts of alcohol and drugs and jacuzzi i was naked more then i was clothed, because fungus will do that to you.  i am in a really weird position right now as far as music goes because i have the chance to get signed to a major lable in the near future which is awful but i am just not used to being successful at something, but i am going to ride this wave as far as i can, i know this is going to be kinda overwhelming in the long run though.  ive been writting some pretty kick ass stuff in the wake of not seeing a lot of people that i really miss, i am isolated to my room most of the time with nothing to do but pick away at my six string shoota with the sustain of a baracuda coming straight out of the mothafucking bramuda i go straight ludacris on that ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming at you like a mothafuckin tidel wave,&lt;br /&gt;                            blake</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-28T12:32:00</title>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-24T19:38:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-25T02:39:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">things are deffinetly not going right.</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-15T06:58:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-15T14:18:13Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-15T14:18:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">andddd iittttt wearrrss meeee outttttt, if iiiii coulllddd be whooooo you waannttteddd aaaallll the timmeee.  haha radiohead sing alongs at 7 in the mourning, just the ticket.i stole some records today, and some clothes, anthony is my new friend from philidelphia and he is totally amazing, i was suppose to go on tour with his band and be guitar tech. but i have show in august and they would be gone for a month. fuck how i would just love to pick up and leave for a month and just travel with good friends. everyone needs a love storey, and maybe i wouldve found it on the road. but whatever, no rush. i need to get my shit together with my own band. the day my band breaks up is the day i cant write anymore for it.  went to a few parties tonight in costa mesa, both really not so cool.  one was a warehouse party thing. good music, not so good people, but i made anthony into a human sandwich with all the food there which made it worth wild. then we went to this other party but i guess it got cancled but the girls let us in anyways.  the were the lamest people, both girls on speed and both got fucked by numurous people at pretty much the sametime. but then someone stole the girls dad's guitar which ruled. i laughed way hard because of that and for the fact that one of the people put mugs in the freezer and when they left she stole those to. anthony chris and i got back to corona at about 4, went in the jacuzzi then i had to drop them off at chris's mom's. i chit chated with his brother and everyone for a while and i havent laughed that hard for a while, it felt amazingly nice. oh yeah perviously in the night we were at dell some prastatute came in with like 6 guys whom i imagine she just sucked off or something, but out of nowhere she showed us her boobs. ugliest things ive ever seen! they looked like two burnt slabs of meat with huge stretch marks on them! let alone the fact that it looked like she had a fucking bbq grill for teeth, i felt bad, but then i also wanted to get sketchy photos of her with the job she does. life at this point is just getting by from moment to moment and trying to make it and exciting as possible, theres no real substance to anything at the moment, just trying to laugh...its not really working out to well though, but i get by i suppose.</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-08T04:41:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-08T11:43:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-08T11:43:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the thunder is finally rolling in, i am possibly down about some things, its just those little things that make someones life seem so meaningful in the end, and those experiances you share are the memories you'll charish.  my mind is racing about things...i'm a libra, what can i say. thanx for the amazing talk tony.</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-07T16:37:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-07T23:42:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">sometimes you just give up.</content>
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    <title>&amp;)(&amp;*(* &amp;^_&amp;$%$#@$&amp;*(</title>
    <published>2003-06-06T16:25:28Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-06T16:25:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://daylighttwilight.com/gesture/bark.jpg" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://daylighttwilight.com/gesture" target="_blank"&gt;Which Unwanted &lt;br /&gt;  Sexual Gesture Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="-2" face="Verdana"&gt;Made by the fine folks at &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://daylighttwilight.com" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;daylighttwilight.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cex last night with my doll was amazing, on the way home we were talking about cops and being pulled over and how i drive kinda on the faaassstt side ::grrr::, and all these cops all of a sudden start coming up out of nowhere.  i was a little hesitant but i didnt think much of it. so we go to the famous carls jr. and got some mighty tasty chicken sandwiches and start driving home. weeellll i was talking to britt and fucking god danm jesus christian slaying christ "THE LIGHTS" go off behind me.  so i am sly about it and secretly put on my seatbelt and the cop comes over and she gives me the shpeal and shes trying to accuse me of being both drunk and stoned because my eyes looked red...?  man what a bitch that was trying to say that i wasnt, i was shaking sooo bad.  so she makes me get out and do..."THE EYE TEST"...man i hate that good cop bad cop stuff they try to pull on you as well. but they finally relized that i wasnt a o k, and let me go.  Moral of the storey, when your girl is into "SIGNS" and starts talking about something that could get you into trouble, listen to that fierce chomper.  But between my andy dick drawing, Cex, his platform shoes, the burt renolds braclet, cute puppies, "THE LIGHTS", that smile, food, and laughing and talking in the driveway last night was as swell as could be.</content>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-04T02:01:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-04T09:01:08Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-04T09:01:08Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:7995</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-06-02T00:12:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-02T07:17:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-02T07:17:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just got home from mantis's house. the night drug me home to the soundtrack of godspeed. i watched taxi driver and ceatch me if you can tonight and now i am sitting in the dark listening to iron and wine in hope that maybe my eyes will get weighted down and this sleepytime tea will help speed up the process. i wish someone would pick up their phone. talking always comforts me, that voice always comforts me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:7766</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-05-13T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-14T01:12:49Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-14T01:12:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The most comprehensive vagina nickname list in the world! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vagina, pussy, bearded clam, vertical smile, beaver, cunt, trim, hair pie, bearded ax wound, tuna taco, fur burger, cooch, cooter, punani, snatch, twat, lovebox, box, poontang, cookie, fuckhole, love canal, flower, nana, pink taco, cat, catcher's mitt, muff, roast beef curtains, the cum dump, chocha, black hole, sperm sucker, fish sandwich, cock warmer, whisker biscuit, carpet, love hole, deep socket, cum craver, cock squeezer, slice of heaven, flesh cavern, the great divide, cherry, tongue depressor, clit slit, hatchet wound, honey pot, quim, meat massager, chacha, stinkhole, black hole of calcutta, cock socket, pink taco, bottomless pit, dead clam, cum crack, twat, rattlesnake canyon, bush, cunny, flaps, fuzz box, fuzzy wuzzy, gash, glory hole, grumble, man in the boat, mud flaps, mound, peach, pink, piss flaps, the fish flap, love rug, vadge, the furry cup, stench-trench, wizard's sleeve, DNA dumpster, tuna town, split dick, bikini bizkit, cock holster, cockpit, snooch, kitty kat, poody tat, grassy knoll, cold cut combo, Jewel box, rosebud, curly curtains, furry furnace, slop hole, velcro love triangle, nether lips, where Uncle's doodle goes, altar of love, cupid's cupboard, bird's nest, bucket, cock-chafer, love glove, serpent socket, spunk-pot, hairy doughnut, fun hatch, spasm chasm, red lane, stinky speedway, bacon hole, belly entrance, nookie, sugar basin, sweet briar, breakfast of champions, wookie, fish mitten, fuck pocket, hump hole, pink circle, silk igloo, scrambled eggs between the legs, black oak, Republic of Labia, juice box, Golden Palace, fetus flaps, skins, sausage wallet. 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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:7558</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-05-13T12:12:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-13T19:09:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">bawk bawk bawk, i'm gunna hop a train to jersey and smile a lot.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:7418</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-05-12T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-13T04:39:41Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-13T04:39:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean possession and company doesn't mean security.  And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child. And you learn to build your roads today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have ways of falling down in mid-flight.  After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure that you really are strong&lt;br /&gt;and you really do have worth &lt;br /&gt;and you learn&lt;br /&gt;and you learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how addicted you can get to a single persons touch.  how holding onto a persons arm can and resting ur head upon their shoulder or even a simple hug can send warm shivers up your spine. Looking forward to those small kisses on my neck is what gets me through my days... and those eye's, damn those eye's.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:7069</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-05-11T12:21:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-11T19:22:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">the sky isn't melting tonight, but the sex is in the dressing room down the hall and to the left...it's always to the left isn't it...?  enjoy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:musedeviolence:6839</id>
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    <title>musedeviolence @ 2003-05-11T10:58:00</title>
    <published>2003-05-11T18:00:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-11T18:07:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well my dads drug stash was low, so we went on a father son mission to restock the bag of paradise. we hopped into my dads ocean liner and took the scenic root up the coast to ventura. unfortunately when we got to the dealers house he was right in the middle of a heroin exchange...guns were pulled, a bullet flew, it wasn't a pretty sight. i noticed that the man was an avid bowler as the bullet ricocheted off of one of his trophies and hit the dog in the leg... pancho via will never look the same with only three legs. Needless to say it was all just a misunderstanding and we shook hands, got the stash and left. Now i am making more music for le bui and thinking about what a sassy strut pancho via will have with his three legs once she gets out of surgery.</content>
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