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Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Dork Lazarus

I can't wait until it snows. That's when I'm a star. I shovel exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I have a call. There is a charge for the eyeing of my walk. There is a charge for the hearing of my shovel's scrape - it really goes. So, so, Herr Dude. So, Herr Enemy.

Thank you, I'll be here all week.

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