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ooooo ooooo .oooooo. oooooooooooo HOE E'ZINE RELEASE #802
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`888' `888' d8P' `Y8b `888' `8
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888 888 888 888 888 "Wiggle Worms"
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888ooooo888 888 888 888oooo8
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Nettle
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888 888 `88b d88' 888 o 9/1/99
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o888o o888o `Y8bood8P' o888ooooood8
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it was thursday when i bought the wiggle worms, they came in a
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bright neon can which easily attracted my consumer type attention at the
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local store, but these were no ordinary worms, they were quite the
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wigglers, and they spoke.
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after forking over the $5.53 for the little wigglies and getting
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my recipt & 47 cents change i rushed to the nearest can opener, which
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happened to be in my house, after i got to it i hurredly opened its
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tin-piercing jaws and clamped them down on the timid metal of the wiggle
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worms can, i began to turn the crank of the can opener and i heard the
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metal seperators at work, divorcing the can from its top, and then i saw
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them, the wiggle worms.
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i just didn't know what to do, they started to move and jiggle
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around, one fell out of the top of the can, i picked it up, cold, soft, i
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placed it back into the can hoping it would help somehow, i ran to the
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cupboard and took a large bowl, i poured them into it and watched as
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they started to move around and change colors, so pretty, happy,
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flourescent colors.
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i went over to the computer to tell everyone about my worms and
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dcc them pictures of them, and as i started up my bitchx irc client i
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noticed the colors of the logo seemed, dark, faded, unreal. as if they
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weren't as neat anymore, almost like they weren't worth my time. i
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decided to tell people about the worms later, and i went up into my room
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with a straw and started picking up the colorchanging creatures and
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dropping them onto eachother, it was a funny sight, a little worm mosh
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pit if you will. i chuckled and thought to myself 'i should put on some
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jammin' metal music for them to mosh to' and suddenly i heard the powerful
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chords of a slammin' heavy-metal song vibrate my room, the worms started
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groovin' to the music and i laughed to myself. after sitting and
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watching them for what seemed like a short time i looked at the clock
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and saw it was 9:52pm, i ran down stairs concerned about my mothers
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whereabouts, i saw her in the kitchen, cutting up some carrots madly.
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she looked up at me and screamed, "OK, NOW YOU DECIDE TO COME DOWN, WHEN
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YOU NEED FOOD.".
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"what? where were you all day?!", i replied.
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"oh shut up! i was yelling to you for a LEAST 20 minutes,
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but all you did was look at thoes stupid worms, you didn't even LOOK
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at me, what the hell we're you doing?!" she snapped.
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"nothing, i didn't even hear you! ... are you sure you were
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there?"
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" ", silence.
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"look, i'm sorry, i must have been too engrossed with the
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worms to hear you, sorry."
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"ok, eat your dinner, its mince and carrots."
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as i ate the carrots looked more and more like the worms, only
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they didn't shift colors, and they didn't talk. i yearned to escape
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back to my room, to be with the worms again.
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after i finished i told my mom i would do my homework in my room,
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"ok", she replied.
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i stepped into my room and closed the door, click went the lock
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behind me as i took the lid off the worm dish and watched them, this time
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the spoke.
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"hello, we are wiggle worms."
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"wow! you do speak! i thought it was just dumb advertising!"
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"no my friend, nothing about us is advertising."
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then they fell speechless, but still they squirmed around and
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changed colors into the night, i watched them, grinning madly at their
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every move.
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i looked at the clock. 4:47. "FUCK!", i screamed as i quickly
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covered the worm dish and jumped into bed, i couldn't believe i'd stayed
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up for 11 something hours looking at the worms, but i knew deep inside
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that i'd looked at my ceiling before for longer.
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at 6:00 i awoke and ran to the shower, after quickly washing i
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went and packed for school, after that i walked to school, as i walked i
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looked around at the trees, birds, concrete, everything around me, i
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noticed that the leaves on the trees weren't as green as they'd always
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been, the birds didn't seem to want to chirp as much anymore, and the
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concrete, well, it remained as dumb as ever.
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when i got to school i met up with scott in my homeroom, we
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talked and i told him about the worms, he seemed to want to talk about
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other things, stupid stuff like parents and school, but i kept us on the
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subject of the worms pretty well.
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at third period i had to go to the bathroom, so i got a pass
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from the teacher and went into the bathroom, after finishing up i tore
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off some toilet paper to wipe my ass with, as i tore it the raggy edges
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seemed to start wiggling, and began to take almost wormlike shapes, they
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jiggled around on the end of the depsenser.
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after wiping up i walked out into the halls and to my third
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period class. the door was locked so i looked into the window, nobody
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was inside, so, thinking the period must have finished, i walked to
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fourth period, as i turned around i noticed it was dark outside.
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i ran out and into the streets, i sprinted home and opened the
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door. i was greeted by screams and questions and hellfire from my mother.
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she screamed, "WHERE WERE YOU!?#"
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"in the bathroom.", i said.
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after a lot of explaining and bullshitting about getting caught
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to the toilet by my chain wallet i went up to bed and watched the worms
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until i passed out from exhaustion.
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at 6:53 i awoke to banging at my door and screams by my mom, i
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skipped my shower and got a ride to school. the whole day was a blur.
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i didn't listen to my teachers. i didn't need to, all i needed was to
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watch the worms, after 2:35 i was free to do it again, as my day ended i
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watched them in my mind. until i was jolted by the bell that signaled
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my freedom.
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i watched the worms shake and grind, i watched them dance and groove
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i watched them jump and swing, i watched the more than anything.
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over the weekend i didn't leave my room. i ignored my mothers
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screams and only came out to use the bathroom at 2:48am when i couldn't
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hold it anymore. the worms consumed my time.
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on monday i came to school to have a notice shoved in my face by
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my homeroom teacher, i was to report to the guidance office immediately.
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as i walked in i saw a nice man, he was supposed to be my counselor.
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"for what?", i asked.
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"the school system has reason to belive you're on drugs,
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you've been acting pretty strangely lately."
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"uhm, that's dumb, i'm not on drugs."
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"i'm afraid that won't cut it, you'll have to take a test
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to prove it, son."
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i ignored whatever he might have said after that, i simply nodded
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my way through the conversation, on autopilot. after a while he got up
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and i walked after him, we walked into the parking lot and to an
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ambulance, they brought me to the hospital, no lights or sirens, just a
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routine thing, after that i found myself in a lab with a man in a white
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lab coat.
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"hello young man, all you'll need to do is pee in this
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and you can go."
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he handed me a small cup and directed me to the bathroom. i
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pee'd in the cup and handed it back to him, and walked out into the
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parking lot, i saw my moms car and stepped inside and we drove home. i
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decided it would be best to ignore whatever paranoid conversation she
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came up with.
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after i got home i watched the worms, how they squirmed, i had it
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all then. they were so pretty, so, distinguished. so great.
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i was late to school the next day, it was 12:23 when i got there,
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most people were mocking me and word around the school was that i was on
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drugs. someone came up to me and knocked me on the shoulder, "hey you
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drugged out freak. how're you."
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"i'm not on drugs, asshole."
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"oh yeah? then why're you such a mess, why do you come
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to MY school lookin' like you just stepped out of a torture chamber?
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why, even through all this, do you look so content with your
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disgraceful situation?"
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"yeah, well, what i've got is much too COOL for you."
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"hahah the nerdboy thinks he's cool! ha, anything YOU
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have is another thing i don't want, dork."
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"oh yeah, you've probably never even heard of wiggle
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worms so FUCK YOU idiot, you're so fucking dumb."
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i had slipped big time, i told him what they were.
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"wiggle worms?! YOU FUCKIN' RETARD, THOES THINGS ARE
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KIDSTUFF MAN!"
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it started as a whisper deep in the back of my soul, something
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you don't hear until you have nothing but it.. "shut up", i whispered.
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"shut up shut up shut up shut up shut up shut UP shut UP
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ShuT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!#$!%$#&^%#@"
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it became a scream, a tear in my soul that couldn't be sewn. i
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reached out my hand, i took my fingers to his eyes, i felt the warmth
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surround them, i felt him wiggle and jerk around as i tore again and
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again, i bit and bit at his face until i couldn't recongnize it anymore,
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then i felt a massive yank on my shoulder.
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the policeman tried to handcuff me but i pulled his gun out, i
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fired shots in as many directions as i could think of, i tried to kill
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everyone there, i was so full of hate and disease i couldn't think of
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anything else to do. my very being had been torn down and destroyed in
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front of my own face.
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i ran home to and up to my room, covered in blood, i looked at
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the worms and then i relalised what my life had become.
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"bullshit BULLSHIT BULLSHIT!#", i screamed out loud.
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it was all i was, stupid, bullshit, nothing. i realised i had
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given my whole life up for some kind of worm that couldn't even get into
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congress, i realised that i had destroyed my whole life in six days and
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i would never be able to build it up again. the police would come, they
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would lock me away, i would never be anything, my life would never go
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anywhere.
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so i ate the worms.
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #802 - WRITTEN BY: NETTLE - 9/1/99 ]
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