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6/24/2003

scat frip frappa biddle bop blooba zoot, swiddle skop vlibba de'vlip, liver lip, swiddle do bop do bop (this made perfect sense to me as I was writing it. I practiced saying it to an electronic lounge song I'm listening to online, to make sure it fit the beat. I feel better now.)

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