Postman

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I am Postman, I play with the mail, give me the weasel Secats and I shall pay you in weasel weasel weasel weasel weasel................. n!

Some kind of an electric snake.

by Postman
2-12-01


	Fuck you man, you are not winning this blinking contest!


	FOR FUCK'S SAKE YOU'RE EATING MY SOUL!


	THE EYES ARE THE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL AND I AM THROWING BASEBALLS THROUGH YOURS!


	Dammit man, that's the third time this week you've slipped LSD in the morning tea.