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Friday, November 05, 2004

mg, i'm going downstairs to grab a sandwich. wanna come?

yeah, sure. good idea.

do you wanna invite the interns?

are you out of your mind? if i never see those numbtards again it'll be too soon.

what? you've been, practically their best pal all this time.

that was before they stabbed us in the back.

i don't get it. did they steal your post-it notes or something?

i wish. no. they ruined our country.

our kwesi and christopher? you lost me.

kwesi, wearing that twitty 'vote or die' t-shirt under his oversize button-down on tuesday, he didn't manage to vote. you know why? because: no reason. he just 'didn't.' and the other one's, quote, 'not a citizen.' he knew the election was coming! he could have gotten naturalized!

come on, you're not really being fair. honestly, you have to see that their two votes wouldn't have made any difference. especially here.

the only thing i have to see is whether there's a way to declare a t-shirt message legally binding.

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