I HAVE NO REASON TO BELIEVE I'LL DIE TOMORROW

so ill admire their feathers

Monday, January 23, 2006

A dialogue between organization.

QUALITY CONTROL: die die die
FBI: Call CIA
CIA: Let’s fuck this up.
Quality Control: Smoking rocks.

i don't know what this means. i have no recollection of ever having written this dialogue, carbon dated to over two years ago.

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