barbaro
posted by dey at 1:37 PM
Monday, February 12, 2007
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8 Comments:
you must realize by now that there is no hope...
uh huh
the only logical possibility--a local female is running this blog.
Careful Paul. We wouldn't want to imply that women-kind is incapable. I propose that our dear fiend is merely incapacitated. Such a hypothesis leaves room for various interpretations, including the main thrust of yours.
Barbarito,
Me gusto su nombre nueva. Como te vas? Necessitas trabajar con su "blog". Nos vemos,
My dear chap. I'm sincerely worried. May I suggest a rudimentary course in typing? I do hope you havn't forgotten what a com-PEUT-er is.
there is always hope...
where there is life. (gasp) at least we know that he is alive, since he still holds the titles to his blog.
perhaps he has dwindled to the use of a single digit with which to painstakingly and laboriously eke out his cryptic, brief utterances before he succumbs to yet another siesta.
Hey David, are you quoting who I think you're quoting? Maybe another professor has adopted this phrase as well...
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