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| company benefits, fetish, kama sutra, internet anger, reviews, films, female comics, anime rape, magazine, literary, barnard, 1000, stress, directory, manifesto, 1999 cricket world cup, | 01-25-2002: STOP E-MAILING ME YOU WORTHLESS HUMPHATS! Maybe this update to my page, hot on the heels of the last one, can get you assholes to shut rage up for five seconds! Don't you have anything else to do with your lives? Go flip burgers at Dracula's Blood rage Barn or something you swollen rejects. 12-03-2001: It's exactly one fucking week after the last time I updated, so I'm rage early. You cretins can thank me by sending in $100 bills. 10-16-2001: I have updated today, exactly 2 weeks after my last update and IF YOU THINK I'M LATE WITH MY UPDATE THEN YOU APPARENTLY CAN'T DO SIMPLE FUCKING MATH AND I SHOULD HEAD OVER TO YOUR TRAILER PARK AND STOMP IN YOUR SKULL AND DIG GOLF TEES INTO YOUR WORTHLESS LUNGS. 9-03-2001: alright you goddamn failure-ridden pathetic wads of crisco, Ive update my fucking page. so you shitheeled maggots can finally shut the hell up and stop sending me mail messages saying "OH WAH CLIFF, I AM A STUPID LOSER AND MY LIFE IS A BIG FAT WASTE SO ALL I DO IS READ YOUR PAGESITE BECAUSE I LIVE IN MY PARENT'S ATTIC AND INHALE CENTIPEDE PESTICIDE ALL DAY, WAH!" |
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