June 2012
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idiotblogger: No mom they aren’t strangers on the internet they went to school with me but moved away
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quackyquackquack replied to your post: quackyquackquack replied to your post:… Or ever fully digested one day everyone in harrison is going to get some weird incurable disease and we’ll have no idea how this could have happened until we remember chicken balls 
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quackyquackquack replied to your post: quackyquackquack replied to your photo: i forgot… I am going to miss being able to call my chicken at lunch “chicken balls” rip gray chicken balls, you will not be forgotten 
Jun 11th
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quackyquackquack replied to your photo: i forgot to post this the other day but this is… Um no. The nachos are where it’s at how do you sound right now weird asian chicken balls 4 lyf 
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pigeonsatan: orbitars: how to summon pigeon satan: draw pentagram sprinkle bread crumbs over pentagram FOOLISH MORTAL DO YOU REALLY THINK… IS THAT BREAD
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ironboner: if there was a Game of Thrones drinking game for every time a character experiences happiness, we’d always be completely sober.
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things i’ll miss about high school:          
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Holden Caulfield: Hey I just met you
Holden Caulfield: and this is crazy
Holden Caulfield: but anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be.
Holden Caulfield: so don't even call me, you're a phony
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