Played with Kaylee. Sun came out, and I walked on my feet and heard with my ears. I ate the bits, the bits stayed down, and I work. I function like I'm a girl. I hate it because I know it'll go away. The sun goes dark and chaos has come again. Bits. Fluids. What am I?!

River ,'War Stories'


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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.

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JenP - Aug 21, 2005 5:58:11 pm PDT #10001 of 10002

I like Jess's poem.

Well, yeah. What's not to like?


DXMachina - Aug 21, 2005 5:59:45 pm PDT #10002 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.

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