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Friday, December 05, 2003

I hate milk. Hate it. Except in cereal, i suppose that's a hold over from my stoner days. I love cereal like I'm a low rent seinfeld hanging with a couple of goofballs and a slutty chick that is way hotter then she ever got credit for. Uhm ya, so anyway my friend Lola axed me (dig the ghetto slang "axe") if i ever drank boobie milk, i was all like, have you? fucking wierdo.. I didn't say that even though i know that she totally has. That'd be something to see, oh, i mean that she totally as an adult, i didn't mean when she was nursing or anything gnarly like that. So, for the record i did taste it off my finger once. It was like watermelon juice. Not that bad even though i wouldn't choose it over a pepsi one or anything.. My daughter is coughing. I gotta go.. More later...



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