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So some people think my website sucks. I don't disagree with you. But I do think you suck. I spent my day in class and shading around a farm taking pictures of crusty eyed kittens and horses with half boners while Ms. Farmer Brown was flopping aboot in the fields somewhere. The negatives turned out so damn sexy and I turned out smelling not so sexy. Like smelly film developer. Which is not, in fact, sexy. I also took pictures of a taxidermized bear. (Thanks Randy) Which at the time of his death I cannot imagine smelling sexy either. The bear, not Randy. Anyways, things are glorious in photography land. Speaking of smells....any of you students that attend the fine educational establishment that is Bloomsburg University ever notice that the interior of McCormick smells like formaldahyde? Wonder what's going on there....In other news I recently lost my "Bloomsburg Kegger" Virginity. I experienced the preverbial cherry popping of a Bloomsburg social booze gathering...and such. I learned many things. First, most wrestlers are assholes, and secondly, kicking the keg is not meant literally. *uncomfortable silence* Right. So. Football Game on Saturday! Be there or be a testicrile. Or a flacid horse boner. Either or.
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