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Feb. 6th, 2002 09:45 pmIn my old home town, the police enforced the law using sonic toothbruths.
In my old home town, giant bats flew overhead, rendering cellphone reception shaky at best.
In my old home town, we believed that science was for kids.
In my old home town, we flossed until our heads came off.
Now, I ask you this. Where is my home town?
In my old home town, giant bats flew overhead, rendering cellphone reception shaky at best.
In my old home town, we believed that science was for kids.
In my old home town, we flossed until our heads came off.
Now, I ask you this. Where is my home town?
