I just typed a super long post, complete with funny and pictures, and the shitty wifi at this crappy hotel just ATE the whole ficking thing. I want to cry! An hour and a half it took! Fuuuck! I'm going for a run. I'm sooooo pissed!
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4 comments:
I second that fuck.
I third that fuck. I hate when shit like that happens!
I concur. That's rough! Sometimes I feel like the internet does that kind of stuff on purpose... Enjoy your run!
Nothing is ever lost on the Internet. Some Russian mailorder bride is using your words in Spam visiting email addies around the world right now!
Sorry your words are no longer yours. I've lost more words than I've used.
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