Dear mad, bad and dangerous to know,
You fucking fuck. I have syphilis. You can barely even get that anymore where I am from.
Fuck.
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A few years ago, I found a Time Machine. Recognizing that Time Travel posed serious risks to the delicate fabric of our reality, I decided that it would be fooldhardy to use the Machine for anything of great import. So I've been using it like a dating service. And oh boy, is that backfiring.
Part of The Year of the Blog project.
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