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I don't know who you are, so I oned you. Oh, hi, my name is Dale.

You don't have a lot of comments, Jorge. SO I'm leaving this one for you, out of pity.

We drove past Cowtown a couple of weeks ago (on the way to Wildwood). Next time we go, we're stopping so I can get my picture taken.

You looked at my profile!! Profile looker!

I bet you smell like wet pennies.

We're going to Wildwood in July. I think.

Hi!

whoa

I don't get it (good bit).

I'm leaving you another comment.

I've got my eye on you.

It's been some time since I visited your profile.

Hey!

Just checking back in. Things are fine here, thanks for asking.

I'm here...now what?

You rule, dude!

If man is 5 and the devil is 6 and god is seven, then who is 8?

Dick Van Patton?

If it was karaoke night, I would get uo and sing "You Don't Bring Me Flowers anymore" and I would sing it through your friggin' soul, man.

If I was ever in Madison I'd actually feel kinda bad about intentionally not calling you about hanging out for beers and grabass.

Oh, how I remember the olden times. The "salad days", if you will. And you will...won't you?

Anywho, what was it that I was saying? Yes, Big Perm...

to be honest, I'm only even vaguely aware of who this person is.

Bon voyage!

Dude, bro...

My comments make up a good percentage of the comments you get. Which is sad. For who, I'm not sure.

P.S. Should that be "Whom?"

Yeah...what's up with the moving thing. Holy shit, it just started raining really hard, and I'm scared.

I'm currently listening to a Smoking Popes song and scratching my junk.