Friday, August 12, 2005
> my name is joe and i drive a taxi
i was told last night point-blank (via phone); that: i am "full of it".and of coz that's all that was said. no reason why. no examples given. and that im just "that" and that would be end of it.and of coz that wouldn't be the end of it. not if i can help it ...but it'll haveta be, for now anyways ... *bleh*and of coz she hadda constantly get my name wrong lah ... nahbey ... heh :pthat, and that i
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