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[05 Jun 2009|01:34am] |
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Today, when I was working, some kid drew a picture of a stick figure that looked a lot like me and a stick figure that looked a lot like him (with, what I'm guessing, was a grossly exaggerated picture of his junk) having sex. I know it was me and him because he labeled each stick figure as 'You' and 'Me' and slipped it into a book called 'The History of Sex'.
Why do all the UCLA freaks hang out in the UCLA library when I'm working?! And why do they all want to stick-figure rape me? I don't get it.
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