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The sermon for Monday, Jul. 15, 2002 is: Here lies Dumb John. We loved him but he's dead.


2:53 p.m. Would someone buy me a tombstone and use this as my epitaph?

(Read down.)

ADDENDUM 8.04 PM: People, it's an acrostic! It says FUCK YOU! Isn't it beautiful?

When I die, god, promise me you'll bury me beneath this stone.

ADDENDUM 8.04 and 36 seconds PM: Huh. Diaryland doesn't allow use of the BLINK tags. Huh huh huh.

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unreconciled


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