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Yeah, there's not much point to this website, it's more so I can put useless images on the Internet. Maybe, in the future, I shall use this to make an actual website about myself, but, alas, today is not that day.

So, hey, chew on this:

"I had this crazy dream the other night. A man made entirely out of meatloaf came from a portal, which he said led to the land of clowns. This man came to offer tacos, but I was bewaring of these tacos. He said, 'Eat the taco, and you shall have eternal life,' but I said, 'No!' For you see, this hot sauce is not hot sauce, but lava, and so I will not eat it. He insisted that I eat the taco, and I persisted to refuse him. So the man attacked me, and by this attack I became angry, and I moved myself to smash him, and so he came to be smashed. I think this dream might mean that in tomorrow's battle I am to kill everyone, and become king."

-Michael Donovan (as Macbeth in "The Sum of All 'Speares")
For those of you who are confused, here are two pictures of chupacabras:
"Why do today what you can put off until tomorrow?"
-Some brilliant guy
Cool picture of designs
Cool Links:
The Forum
Dave Barry's Blog
Definitely Worth Your Time
This song has been stuck in my head for a while. It's called: "One Year, Six Months" - Yellowcard
My First Website
Sew this up with threads of reason and regret
So I will not forget. I will not forget
How this felt one year six months ago
I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget

I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

I can tell that you don't know me anymore
It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget
And being on this road is anything but sure
Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget

I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that I can share with you

So many nights, legs tangled tight
Wrap me up in a dream with you
Close up these eyes, try not to cry
All that I've got to get me through is memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you
Memories of you

I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do
Follow me there
A beautiful somewhere
A place that we can share
Falling into memories of you and things we used to do
My info:
Name: George Mahogany
Email: [email protected]
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