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Meh, the 100,000 hits thing is just coincidence. I just really hate spammers. Thanks for the link, Gail.


Julie's entry had me feeling a little funny in the pants - right up to the punchline. Maybe she was listening to Flaccido Domingo while writing. Yoiks.


Julie can write her some trash.

Honey, quit teaching English right this very moment and go make a fortune writing trashy novels. You'll have to dye your hair blonde and change your name because you'll kill most of your over-sixty relatives if you don't, of course, but it's a small price to pay.


Now that I gotta consider. Why not use my trashy mind for makin' some dough. It's going to waste.


Or do porn.

Super-glue porn. There's gotta be a niche.

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