Thursday, September 22, 2005
rip
ha! genius.
what if dirty really does die soon? then you'll have to redo your entire blog so the feds don't come after you on suspicion of murder charges for fantasizing about his death for so long.
Live on, dirty, live on...and live long.
I'm not entirely convinced that Dirty can die. He's like hope. Or love. Or Racism. Or Bestiality. Some concepts are so big, or so powerful, or so evil, or in some cases, so misunderstood by the bigots that work at the local petting zoo, that they can't die. They'll be with us forever.
this notion comforts me.
Sleep well, darling.
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