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Ode to My Olde Friends

I feel less like writing and more like thinking about when I lived in a land where javelina roamed free. Where they'd sneak up on you and rummage through your trash while you played pool; where they'd run across the horizon while you observed the sun setting; where they made Albert go get his car to come rescue us in case they felt like stampeding. Oh those javelina. Those grunty musky snout-bobbing thumpity-thumping hilarious javelina. I miss them. Check them out.

2:33 p.m. - 2001-10-10

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