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Boys

As I'm reapplying lipstick after kissing  K-Swiss: "Don't put it back on," he says. "Well, we're going to dinner. We can have make-outs tonight." I finish putting my lipstick on. "No, we can't." "Why not?" "Because I'm going to be playing Fallout 3. That's why we need to make-out now." ... Boys...

Awesome Waffle

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Results of 420chan.org /nom/ bored and late nights at  K-Swiss's house over fall break. We were so frickin' hungry Mary's Waffle "Made with 2 eggos, 2 slices of swiss, pepperoni, mayo, and of course butter. Best grilled cheese ever!" Sir Tim's Waffle "drink: cinnamon schnapps with a drop of crown royal, pepsi, and dr. pepper waffle: waffles pineapple upside down cake cookies and cream ice cream peanut butter and reeses cup ice cream and a dark chocolate bite sized hersheys for the win" Ohm fucking nom!!!!!

MLK, JR

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The Killing Fields

The Killing Fields are several places in Cambodia where a large number of people were slaughtered under the Khmer Rouge regime. It also refers to a multiplayer map in StarCraft and a quest in Oblivion. On that note, I just edited my first wiki page!!! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Killing_Fields I added the pop culture section :-D

Featured Poetry

Sky Flier We make out in the flowers We make love in the trees Lying together for hours Your soul exotic in the breeze Now mingling with the night air Is your intoxicating scent More drunk on you that I can bear Loving 'til I'm pierced and rent I'm bringing you higher as you're bringing me down I watch the Sky Flier from this patch on the ground I'm not nearly strong enough To endure your toxic kiss It's not nearly long enough Before I'm scarred from such bliss In your arms and in your eyes I'm true, I'm real, and complete Away from you and your gauzy sighs No substance can compete Sky Flier, bringing me to the ground So much higher, making impossible sounds Sky Flier, lost in the clouds I need you now, could you come back down? One lover, deep in the ground Sky Flier, fly to your lover now

Air Guitar Nation

To err is human; to air guitar, divine.