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Sep. 11th, 2007 06:11 pmI'm sitting at the cyber café practically naked while John discovers the joys of espresso. I've got a few words for the City.
Fuck.
All.
Of.
You.
Now where's my god damned bike.
Fuck.
All.
Of.
You.
Now where's my god damned bike.
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Date: 2007-09-12 05:54 am (UTC)Whatever works. Ducati's are sweet, I hope you get yours back.
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Date: 2007-09-12 06:06 am (UTC)Thanks, I will get Delilah back.
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Date: 2007-09-12 07:27 am (UTC)I mean, I try not to run screaming from guys who seem cool and ride awesome bikes, but the eyes, not gonna lie, they're freaking me out just a touch.
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