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	Friday, June 04, 2004 After the taste is the aftertaste I should've left the freakin' cherries on the freakin' trees. The jam I made yesterday was the most labor-intensive bad food I've ever produced. Imagine jam. Imagine it tasting like cough syrup. How? Probably POISON! I'm going to have to find that more delicious tree the man on the street was telling me about. Or, you know, a job. posted by Frenz | 6/04/2004 04:37:00 PM 0 comments			sponsor archives links Would You Like a Cup of Tea? Vomitola Secretly Ironic Upside-down Hippopotamus The Search for Love in Manhattan Kitty Bukake I can't draw Damn Handy Hurtling Towards Obscurity JWERblog Look Leah's Mom sweat flavored gummi Stacey Nightmare Virginia Is For Lovers Lord of the Crumbs Baltimore Roll Latigo Flint Commuted Sentences Musings from the Lotus Position eebmore Broadsheet AnonymousCoworker Live in Love lowercase k Side of Gravy Double Dogged Stringer's Bell Blogtimore letters, please! Write to me