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  <title>Priest With the Sexualy Transmitted disease, get out of my bed</title>
  <subtitle>Hung like an outlaw baby</subtitle>
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    <name>Mike</name>
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  <updated>2005-02-17T19:36:42Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:10995</id>
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    <title>imagiantpenis @ 2005-02-17T14:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T19:36:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T19:36:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I picked the most appetizing flowers, from the garden</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:10630</id>
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    <title>imagiantpenis @ 2005-02-10T21:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T02:36:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T02:36:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck change.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:10366</id>
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    <title>you're gonna ruin your shoes</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T18:42:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T18:42:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Postal service- we will become silhouettes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah so like, i'm sitting here. and i realized something. But I dare not tell anybody. Cause i forgot. And i figured events like this...should so be posted in my livejournal, instead of my xanga. Why you ask? I'm not sure. I've been thinking lots lately. about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one chance&lt;br /&gt;To feature you in sunshine&lt;br /&gt;and we could both dance the offence  wall away&lt;br /&gt;hello, hello&lt;br /&gt;losing concentration&lt;br /&gt;losing motivation&lt;br /&gt;losing ground&lt;br /&gt;so low, so low&lt;br /&gt;don't like moderation&lt;br /&gt;stop the conversation&lt;br /&gt;are you down?&lt;br /&gt;love? a reaction to some soft skin&lt;br /&gt;what about trust? i've seen it here and there&lt;br /&gt;just give me some girls&lt;br /&gt;be careful what you wish for&lt;br /&gt;now take me out&lt;br /&gt;ooh honey, let's go dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i need to get out. meet new people. change things around. Nothing too drastic. I'll still be the crazy kid you all love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked the most appetizing flowers from these gardens.&lt;br /&gt;I know of virgin thighs.&lt;br /&gt;Anointed in your sweat.&lt;br /&gt;Sat them in a glass.&lt;br /&gt;And took the bench between your hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are beautiful wooden legs you have to stand on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me lying down.&lt;br /&gt;I played my heart out on your rib cage and&lt;br /&gt;you tried to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;But the keys I chose: sour notes.&lt;br /&gt;And your singing turned to moan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sound of dying insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Slaves to a gutted imagination.&lt;br /&gt;The light of the television sprayed us into the shadows on a wall.&lt;br /&gt;We: new gaceless mannequins.&lt;br /&gt;We: new oil spills.&lt;br /&gt;With no eyes how is it you cry.&lt;br /&gt;With no smile how is it you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Closer now.&lt;br /&gt;Our shadows move like one.&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;Our machiine lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should smoke crack. And you guys could call me Crack head Mike. Nah. bad idea. I don't know what i'm doing. There's something i need to say...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:9943</id>
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    <title>watching the drunks stumble forth into the night</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T01:25:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T01:25:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and this is the chance i never got to make a move&lt;br /&gt;but we just talked about, the people we've met in the last 5 years and will we remember them in 10 more?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:9576</id>
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    <title>you're in my web now</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T23:02:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T23:02:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wake alone in a womans room i hardly i know&lt;br /&gt;i wake alone pretend that i'm finaly home</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:9251</id>
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    <title>imagiantpenis @ 2004-12-24T14:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-24T19:51:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-24T19:51:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ETID MOTHER FUCKERS!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">when in rome we shall do like the romans&lt;br /&gt;when in hell we do shots at the bar</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:8982</id>
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    <title>imagiantpenis @ 2004-12-22T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-23T01:55:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T01:55:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got an itch to scratch, i need assistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOUCHA TOUCHA TOUCHA TOUCH MEEEEEE I WANNA BEEEEEE DIIIIRRRRRTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;THIRLL ME CHILL ME FULLFIL ME CREATURE OF THE NIIIIGHT</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:8777</id>
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    <title>imagiantpenis @ 2004-12-21T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-21T06:18:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-21T06:18:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one two three four</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:8599</id>
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    <title>dude.</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T20:24:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-09T20:24:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah dude. SUCK MY FUCKING DICK. Thanks for you time. I'm out bitches</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:8324</id>
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    <title>lkjshdfkljsd</title>
    <published>2004-11-12T21:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-12T21:27:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everytime i die-punch drunk punk rock romance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, this week went by slow, just been sitting around, playing San Andreas. yep. I didn't go to school today. Cause, school is dumb. And i'm way too intelligent for this shit. I could be like the next einstien, or somewhere along those lines.. maybe. Ijust ate a slice of pizza. and it kind of tasted like beer. Beer flavored Pizza. Bleh, fucking gross man. HOW PUNK ROCK IS THIS!? yeah, so i'm sitting here now, listening to etid. and all kinds of music, but etid right now, i dunno what's next, maybe some boys 2 men, or something crazy like that. I think i'm going to stop writting in this now...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:7982</id>
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    <title>SOMEBODY PLEASE TELL ME!</title>
    <published>2004-11-02T23:50:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-02T23:50:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daughters- Jones from Indiana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You know, the whole subject of "morning wood" was brought to my attention, and if somebody has the answer for me, of WHY morning wood happens, i would greatly appriciate it. It's just, one of those things you just wonder about cause it's crazy it's like you wake and and you're cocks all alive and awake like "yo bitch beat me off"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:7857</id>
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    <title>just beat it mother fucker</title>
    <published>2004-11-02T23:09:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-02T23:09:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Michael Jackson- Beat it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah man, I've been hanging out, with my friends, over the weekend i stayed at my sisters house, and on friday night, she took me to heathers, and i hung out with her and cara, then i went back to my sisters, then saturday me heather and cara went into sea isle to hang out with billy, and chilled there, and sunday i helped my sister move all stuff to their new place in wildwood. I've been going to school lately, trying to get my shit together, sort of, not really, i'm just really not wanting to fail again, seriously, being a freshman two years in a row, fucking sucks, Take this advice from me, whoevers failing freshman year, it's not worth it. I've met some cool kids, but, i could have met them while being a sophmore, oh well, i'm probably going to compact, so i can actaully pass and graduate with my class. This should be fun. not. I'm going to my sisters now. catch you on the flip side my nigga</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:7539</id>
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    <title>Weekend to remember mother fuckers</title>
    <published>2004-10-14T19:19:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-14T19:19:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HORSE THE BAND-seven tentacles and 8 flames</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok. Here it goes&lt;br /&gt;Like, i'd say about, 7 or 8 kids.&lt;br /&gt;get all our money together&lt;br /&gt;Buy sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much pot&lt;br /&gt;Smoke it alllllll all of it smoke it all&lt;br /&gt;Then go beat the shit out of sombody&lt;br /&gt;Call females, bang them&lt;br /&gt;Blow something up&lt;br /&gt;Rock out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Best weekend ever mother fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;There you go Pat. So you don't forget, Here's a reminder and it'll pretty much always be there, cause i don't update in this peice of fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              Sex&lt;br /&gt;                                              Drugs&lt;br /&gt;                                              Rock n roll&lt;br /&gt;                                              KAFUCKINGBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:7387</id>
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    <title>real gangstas don't use condoms</title>
    <published>2004-10-14T19:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-14T19:12:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Converge- flowers and razorwire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fucking shit man. i don't know. I'm sick, haven't been in school. Pretty bad ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in rome, we shall do like the romans when in hell we do shots at the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime i die, is so good, you should listen to them. Fuck so. I'm sooooooooooooooooo bored. There ain't shit to do.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:7088</id>
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    <title>dancing on the corpses ashes</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T23:14:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T23:14:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>At the drive in-invalid letter dept.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, i'm really bored, so i decided to write in this, since there's nothing to do around here in dennis, except pretty much sit on the computer, or play video games, and other random stuff, but i don't have any of the other random stuff, so yeah, i ain't got shit to do, i don't even know what i'm talking about. i think i'm gonna go do somehting or pretend i'm an astronaught, cause, i'm cool..</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:6668</id>
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    <title>nope</title>
    <published>2004-09-29T16:54:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-29T16:54:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>At the drive in- Enfilade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Nevermind forget my last entry...yeah, don't contact me, i don't like you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:6643</id>
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    <title>Hm.</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T21:54:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T21:54:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No Hollywood Ending- Blood isn't enough</lj:music>
    <content type="html">anybody in the area of dennis ville, or court house, or around there, that wants to start a band...Or bands that need a singer, should contact me, cause..i'm bored....and  i need a band...Mike Is A Hooker, is my screen name. preferibly hardcore, or metal</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:6159</id>
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    <title>no..</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T23:15:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T23:15:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Remembering Never- Feathers in Heaven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You know, now that i think about it, A Certain Tragedy could have been something. WE could have fucking done something. Pretty much all of us were dedicated to that shit. Ain't no band practice like A Certain Tragedy practice, and everybody that has been to one of our practices, could fucking agree to that shit. Never forget those memories...A Certain Tragedy...was good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:6089</id>
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    <title>I sometimes amaze myself</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T02:22:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T02:22:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Tony Danza TapDance Extravaganza- cliff burton surprise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm learning to dance like MC Hammer.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:5851</id>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2004-09-20T18:13:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-20T18:13:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everytime i die-Floater</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, i didn't go to school today, cause i felt like shit this morning. Last night, i had a crazy dream. It was about the show for morgun on october second. my band ended up playing, and we did one song, one of our old songs, called Live Fast Die Faster, And it was just real weird, the music was totaly different and weird like, and i was screaming it differently, but it sounded really cool. And there were people playing with us, that i've never seen before...The only people i recognized was pat playing the guitar, and brandon on drums. and that's about it, i didn't know anybody else that was  up there with us. But once we finished, everybody had fucking loved it, and what not. It was pretty cool. Just weird.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:5556</id>
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    <title>uhmm...</title>
    <published>2004-09-15T02:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-15T02:07:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dillinger escape plan-setting fire to sleeping giants</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, today didn't lick as much ass as yesterday. i walked alissa to work, then hung out with pat, julie, and jillian. I got a slurpee from 7/11 it was the shit...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:5120</id>
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    <title>fuck man</title>
    <published>2004-09-14T01:43:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-14T01:43:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i'm sitting in silence.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, it's pretty much all gone down hill. then got hit by a car, ran over 50,000,000 times by the same car, chewed up, spit out, and then shit on. yeah. It's crazy how life could be good one minute, then suddenly get shot in the chest 4 times.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:5060</id>
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    <title>Suck my Balls</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T03:53:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T03:53:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daughters-Pants, meet shit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, i got school tomorrow, but i ain't beat for this sleep shit. I'm wide the fuck awake, i feel like partying or seomthing. Yeah. I'm grounded for even longer now. I swear, God hates me. I get caught doing things every single day. It's kind of weird. It's like my mom has video cameras and see's me when i'm doing something wrong, and pretends she doens't have the video camera and just pops the fuck up, it's so weird, i wouldn't be surprised if she was watching me type this right now. Well i'm not beat for typing in this anymore i'm gone to watch cartoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mom</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imagiantpenis:4669</id>
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    <title>yeeep</title>
    <published>2004-09-10T22:16:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-10T22:16:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Daughters- Damn those blood suckers and their good qualities</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, nothing new around these parts. School and doing nothing. I got this kid in two of my classes that looks like the penguin, so i constantly make batman jokes, and he doesn't understand. Yeah. It's quite entertaining, sometimes. God, i'm so fucking bored. wo i bought a daughters t-shirt, and a locust t-shirt. It's the hot shit.</content>
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    <title>shit son!</title>
    <published>2004-09-08T02:25:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-08T02:25:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>horse the band-big blue violence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh shit son, did i mention that i saw the oh so fucking sexy DAVE FUCKING WATSON TODAY TOO!? hm must have forgot, i don't know how, he's just so fucking amazing.</content>
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