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For stoner motherfucker revolutionaries we're all quite happy to give away our co-ordinates, aren't we?
Good point. More of an ex-stoner motherfucker ex-revolutionary, me though.
It's diagnostic of narcissistic personality disorder (commonly known as Barbelusion). You're nobody on the Barbelith till you have a personal stalker. Plus, it's only 10 days till my co-ordinates will be history, Sax. Then Ariadne and I will finally meet and be the new Bob and Rose. Ha!
I've already got your house bugged, so you can relax, btw. |
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