coercing the art department- who, judging from their speedy acquiescence, must've had as much time on their hands as me- to provide me with an electronic signature and then killing approximately seventeen trees trying to craft one in which my last name does not look like one of those wonky letter puzzles required for all purchases on ticketmaster. apparently, this is an impossibility.
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oh, so its the caroline edition. I was afraid i was getting a designer knock-off.
nope. 'tis me. the designer knock-off doesn't have the period at the end.
speaking of designer knock-offs, finished buffy...
and you didna' like?
i likied... but it was no alias.
hmmm.
i'm sensing i have met with your disapproval.
no, to each his/her own. if everybody liked what i liked the world would be a big heaping plate of awesome, but also a bit predictable.
gee, swarley.
swarls barkley? Swarls Barkley? I'm looking for a Swarls Barkley here?
swar- (wait for it)- ley
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