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	Thursday, June 17, 2004 What the hell did they pay those guidance counselors for? Today I bought some strawberries from a man with a pony cart. If I'd known at the age of 17 that one could combine on-the-job drinking and pretty, pretty ponies, I'm not all sure I would've bothered with college. posted by Frenz | 6/17/2004 04:16:00 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