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[sid] => 68133
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Pickup
[time] => 2004-10-19 21:08:08
[hometext] => it feels disjointed, but you'll get the point
[bodytext] => Scratchin' that itch at a local bar, I've got this chick lined up in sight with all my might I saddle up to her real close just to see her wrinkled nose maybe she caught a whiff of something maybe she wasn't digging what I was offering. So I cast a line hoping for a bite to keep me warm on this cold night. She tossed it back, in nothing flat, I was on the floor out the door and on the street beneath my feet I don't have far to another bar. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 43 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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