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Post #145803 by Jungle Trader on Thu, Mar 10, 2005 7:11 AM

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On 2005-03-09 21:35, Alnshely wrote:
When I was two years old, I woke up up about 5:00 AM and escaped the bondage of my crib. My parents had had a bender the night before and party carnage was everywhere. I drank all the half empty beers, hopefully avoiding the ones with cigarettes. After I was good and plastered I ate a box of garlic croutons. My folks said I was totally wasted and smelled like foster Brookes.
Mahalo,
Al

AAUUWWEE, you were only a baby. I WOULD DIE if I saw a baby in that condition.