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2005-05-02 - 9:10 p.m. here is a story: there was this girl who really liked to dance, so she decided to enter in the local dance contest. She had her mom make her a brand new cotton candy pink dress, and she wheedled her best friend into helping her brush up on all the latest dance moves. So she felt pretty prepared, and pretty positive. She was like: You know what, i'm going to win this dance contest, and i will therefor be even sweeter than i already am. And she did. And she was. But the next week she was run over by a trucker on speed and she got a shitty obituary in the monday paper and they had crappy white carnations at her funeral. the end. |
