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Jeremy, Derek and I running the New York Marathon together. Me dressed in shorts, pantyhose and an evening-wear blouse.
No, I did not smoke anything before bed.
Posted by kasia on February 9, 2004 08:09 AM | Permalink
Good lord. Pantyhose? Now every geek on the fucking web will be waking up drooling.
Posted by: -burt | February 9, 2004 10:02 AM
That's fucked up.
Posted by: Jeremy Zawodny | February 9, 2004 11:15 AM
I'm going to hold back on my judgement until I know what kind of shoes you were wearing.
Posted by: paul | February 9, 2004 10:15 PM
Do you ever have that dream where you see yourself standing in sort of sun god robes on a pyramid with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?
Posted by: Jeff | February 11, 2004 06:14 PM
fuck that shit.
Posted by: carolyn | March 20, 2004 03:30 PM
you are a faggot jeff.
Posted by: rosie | March 20, 2004 03:31 PM
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Good lord. Pantyhose? Now every geek on the fucking web will be waking up drooling.
Posted by: -burt | February 9, 2004 10:02 AM
That's fucked up.
Posted by: Jeremy Zawodny | February 9, 2004 11:15 AM
I'm going to hold back on my judgement until I know what kind of shoes you were wearing.
Posted by: paul | February 9, 2004 10:15 PM
Do you ever have that dream where you see yourself standing in sort of sun god robes on a pyramid with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at you?
Posted by: Jeff | February 11, 2004 06:14 PM
fuck that shit.
Posted by: carolyn | March 20, 2004 03:30 PM
you are a faggot jeff.
Posted by: rosie | March 20, 2004 03:31 PM