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on writing chapter five
7.24.2008
What Custer didn't learn in time.
Make your foes laugh.
Make your friends cry.
It's the only way to do it right.
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like bloated roadkill with its arms stretched towa...
The baby and the bath water.
What Custer didn't learn in time.
Feel special to witness the waste.
Something else that never came out in therapy.
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It wasn't an argument 'til you started talking.
D-4: Miss. H-5: Hit.
Lockjaw.
Deal with it.
Commiserating, pt. II
...and not necessarily to town.
A helluva song to stick in your head at work.
A stand-up man who'd rather lay down.
A scene I'd like to (poorly) direct.
On what it is to be the underdog's cutman.
Someone check his temperature.
Mississippi
oh captain, my captain.
sos?
And the powers that be, were.
You're awfully lucky that Pink is the new White.
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