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| stork daddy |
driving, smoking, two red bulls. pass a car with its trunk open try to tell the driver, but he thinks i want to race. pass a car a boy is driving and he's nodding his head enthusiastically to the music. meanwhile a girl is his passenger and she's so sad looking she can only be his girlfriend. and she's looking out the window for commiserating stars. oblivious, he starts to sing. and now the poisons hold my blood until i am a poison. a capulet racing to the capital. |
050109 |
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| ever dumbening used to drive that often | you're surely not going to win a race to sac going 80; 80 is the slow lane in that one. but i sure do like that stretch around dixon where there is no on-ramp for about four miles, and you can just open it up. | 050109 |
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| xadle | been known to touch 120 on 80, yow! | 050110 |