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Big [B]Other HOW LATITUDES BECOME FORMS

February 22, 2003

Tampon Up My Ass.

Big Bother is as consistent to me in my life as bowel movements. Though I feel more satisfied after completing a bowel movement. And in March, I will be constipated and shaking off the nicotine laced addition that is Big Bother.

I've even thought about stopping my bowel movements in March, but I saw what happened to Kenny on South Park when he stuck a tampon up his butt and I'm hoping to live a bit longer than that.

There's a dinner party at our apartment in about 20 minutes. I'll need to SNEAK out graciously at 11pm to head to the El Rio to see 400 Blows and Nigel Pepper Cock.

I need nothing.
I feel nothing.

No necesito nada.
No siento nada.

Posted by Tony DuShane at February 22, 2003 07:34 PM
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hey tony,

i kinda share your feelings, maybe after next week when big [b]0ther has finished, we can start conspiring about doing some kind of weblog where we can post whenever we have something to share... btw, 'it'd be great if you could write a critique of the 400 blows, i'd be happy to publish it in a project i'm putting together in cooperation with other people, i'll tell you more about it later. it'd be great to have you among the writers....

just about to leave to watch 'spike jonze's adaption'.

Posted by: fran on February 23, 2003 05:45 PM
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