tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-266035882011-04-21T17:33:19.734-07:00it doesn't taste good but yer keep readin...Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.comBlogger511100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-48778621220069022212007-12-19T01:20:00.001-08:002008-11-13T05:25:06.852-08:00

I'm an unethical cad.Sometimes I think it would be better if I was someone else, with other goals, other drives, other sensory requirements. Lying is part of my core but I am told it is not part of every man.You see, there comes a time in my every day when I look at myself and feel I am decidedly lacking in something. Some call it self loathing and it hurts like the sins of our fathers all

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-69470750713911116502007-11-25T01:05:00.000-08:002007-11-25T01:08:07.585-08:00

Somewhere along the way I went off the rails.I now find my posts from events to miss completely who I am now but rather express those depraved parts of my past that manifest themselves occasionally and get stuck in my head.For the last few months I've seen no point in posting here other than to indulge my petty subconcious animal self.

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Wasted potential pains me.As much as my wrinkled up 30 something carcass feels some alpha male intimidation from Grant sitting across from me in his 27 year old rugby half forward trained English aristocrat model turned actor looks and poise, the feeling of male race deprecation soon leaves me as the young lad gets that all too common fear of the attractive woman double taking our group. Actually

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Remembering a woman I used to be in a casual relationship with, or a non-relationship. It just worked with her sexually, for me sometimes I'd think about fucking her a little too much. She was half black, but before she told me I never assumed anything other than olive skin. Her scent was not particularly erotic, kind of generic shampoo scent, and her hair was kind of bizarre.She was cute enough,

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1161129436568555022006-10-17T16:00:00.000-07:002006-10-17T16:57:17.036-07:00

I go for a long time without feeling and it's not like forgetting to take a shower where the requirement to look after oneself becomes overwhelming, we get to escape ourselves endlessly.I hide.Everything is a waste of time, something to validate your living experience falling down the shute to death. Some of us get it sooner, some of us seem to never die but go on without getting tired while our

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How do I define my success?It changes yearly, it's whimsical branch after branch of choice and failure and some success mixed in with help from people and a vacant mind.I bring it without needing to think about it and each day that drives past leaves me with wonderment about how it was an how it could have been if only this or that had happened. I don't mix regrets with my daily life, but some

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1158303700922419562006-09-14T23:36:00.000-07:002006-09-15T00:01:41.100-07:00

"That was so funny Jed"Drew leaned into my defensive zone like he always did, he should have been a woman he was so blonde, and his stupid sunglasses still on top of his head even though it was well past midnite.I struggled to finish my story, the one Drew was so dedicated to hearing."heh, you gotta slasch, see, you know, the lake, look on her fish, face"Julie was giggling to herself. She was

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Our glasses were empty and the waitress still had not come to replenish our stores of temporary satisfaction. It was dark but I could still see, and the din was a complicated mix of laughter and droning from half a dozen tables and a few sofas strewn about the club. Men in currently fashionable shirts and women in flattering dresses mixed with the muscle heads and rocker scene stealers in jeans

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Julie sat catty corner to me in the booth, not quite intimate enough to be obvious but close enough to feel her presence. She put down her menu and leaned in towards me, making sure she caught my attention"What happened to you?"Julie was in her thirties, we'd met in our early twenties. She smelled great, her hair was perfect.I briefly took up her stare, "Time happened."She rolled her eyes to

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1154621713079754822006-08-03T09:14:00.000-07:002006-08-03T09:20:56.990-07:00

It was the end of a bitch of a day.Daniel had left the alternate script in Petra's office, I wanted to twist his head off and make him feel like the corpse he would be if his mistake was discovered."no doofus, tomorrow we're going with the coffee cup ending" I hoped my verbal assault was enough to make him keep his shit together for the next time he'd think about screwing up."Ok Jed, I messed up.

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"You're very mouthy so ye are"Alana got out of the jeep and walked around the front. I watched her and her perfectly poised catwalk saunter and in my best fake nasty tone responded."You don't know when to shutup"I also got out of the jeep walked over the driveway to my front door. Nobody else was home since I live alone. I unlocked and pocketed my keys as the front door swung open. I looked

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1153951097631062952006-07-26T14:58:00.000-07:002006-07-26T15:39:49.480-07:00

Men lose their locality when it comes to fucking. Unfortunately the truth is that the time and the place are important, as is the mix of chemicals that eddy around us when we interact with someone enticing. All things in our perception have a beginning, a middle, and unfortunately and end. I have spoken to a lot of dudes about their dating habits, and I know a lot now, I know a lot about the way

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1153770415993756082006-07-24T12:45:00.000-07:002006-07-24T14:45:30.146-07:00

LAX smells like aviation fuel.Sitting double parked in front of terminal eight with the window down gives me a high I am not allowed to have. Distinct from the genetically tailored air conditioning inside, the arrivals loop is compressed atmosphere of a thousand landed flights, of billions of dollars in fuel surcharge and Bush taxes.Watch the beginning of the movie "Love Actually" and you'll see

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1153426438571938602006-07-20T13:13:00.000-07:002006-07-21T11:07:29.776-07:00

I slept ten minutes after the usual time, and when I opened my eyes I immediately felt lonely.There was something nurturing in the ritual of my father waking me in the morning. Sixteen years of history and I could have been a newborn in his arms feeling his hand stroking my hair. I could have sensed that singular smell that only he had. I could have recognized his carbon copy voice that was

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1153241037386988802006-07-18T09:43:00.000-07:002006-08-18T08:15:45.826-07:00

My mother was at the table when I came in the door, seated with her head in her hands. I remember outside being reassuring, the feeling of breaking through the veil of the nightmare, the heat on my back, and how the air conditioning evaporated the sweat on my cheek. It was all about the transition, and the immediate need to reverse day and go back to being bored in math class, somehow I knew.The

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Since there was no objection to ugly short day, and I got a special request from Drew to immortalize Brad, I figured it was time to make it a triple play. Poor Drew's saggy tummy is intimidated by Brad's steely hardness, and that he walks around thinking he's Conan the Barbarian... well, let's just put him up into the peanut gallery for criticism.Yes, notice the pinkness?Brad was the only guy at

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"You can't be serious" Melanie lowered her head slightly drawing my gaze to her lips, that natural girly pinkish hue semi-engorged in blood as she seemed to me to be in a perpetual state of arousal. She pursed quickly and resumed her standoffish distasteful glare at me turning the key in my head germinating those seeds of doubt that only she could find.She raised a finger to my chest and poked me

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1152642671524291512006-07-11T11:15:00.000-07:002006-07-11T11:48:42.783-07:00

Brad invited me to KGs July 4th party like a penile embelism, foam foam, spew spew, feel good then pass out and get sunburned in by the fact that I can't hold my liquor and the sun does not set until the next day in summer.Oh yeah, free alcohol, catered, and all of the Playboy mansion rejects (who are still pretty hot) hanging around at a rich guy's house.Brad exaggerates like a monkey that just

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1152228529151029592006-07-06T16:27:00.000-07:002006-07-08T13:24:09.506-07:00

Ok, don't say anything about my shorts.... and I'm not compulsive about chest shaving as some posers I know.

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"Wanna get a drink?" Michelle was on her back. She was recovering from being out of breath by lying still looking out of the bay window. The dim ambience of San Francisco's common luminescence, free utility, filled those parts of the room that did not foster easy shadows.Even on the oblique her eyes reminded me of someone else, almond or brown, reminded me of someone far more important in my

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Michelle was busy at the ironing board as I walked up the back steps and saw her through the glass kitchen door. She turned as I tapped on the door frame and was startled for a minute. Suppressing a shriek and relaxing in place for a second, she gave that unplanned joyful smile with her immaculately perfect teeth and right then her eyes betrayed her relief that in fact I did come visit her from

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1151698158213670912006-06-30T13:08:00.000-07:002006-07-01T16:06:17.726-07:00

One of the most refreshing things is the calm of a summer night after a particularly scorching hot day when you've been baked by the sun and your skin is red in places. I'm remembering being exhausted by activities in the heat outside that you never noticed as needing effort to participate in, and the feeling of fresh sheets and cooler air coming in through an open window make lying and

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1151546104172545852006-06-29T13:02:00.000-07:002006-06-29T13:17:19.086-07:00

My mind is sometimes like the television remote control that the cat has inadvertently sat on and his relaxed cat knee is firmly depressing the channel up button. Now that we have digital television and the "tuner" needs to calibrate the signal as it ships in through satellite or cable and takes two seconds to adjust, my cat on my mind's remote control sometimes gets me channel surfing my own

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I'm picturing my uncle's house late in a summer afternoon. It was the same day that we'd seen E.T. Eight kids sat in a circle on our towels facing each other like a summer pool party version of King Arthur's court. This court was owned by Hillary, she was our leader in that she was an inch taller than me, had been to Europe and New York with my aunt and uncle, and could beat up just about any of

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I sat in the dark picture house intensely excited at the prospect of another Spielberg film about to twist my reality. If Indiana Jones, in my mind named after my state thusly being a cinematic prescient portent to the hero a young preteen from that very state could become, made me wear a leather jacket to school all year I was bursting at the seems to see what kids my age could do with a pet

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1151223191289359672006-06-25T01:12:00.000-07:002006-06-25T10:35:54.426-07:00

I'm sat in the passenger seat of Estella's Jetta with my elbow on the open window ledge of the door. My usual mid summer tan was in full bloom. I admired my forearm, the way the ridge of muscle bulges on top of the bend and even though my arm is bent and there's a pit just above the joint where no flesh needed to form. I was finally used to the cavitative drum beat of wind rushing into the back

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1151012830299083762006-06-22T14:44:00.001-07:002006-06-22T14:58:34.520-07:00

I'm conceited and selfish and sometimes distracted.I'm self diagnosed with attention deficit disorder when it comes to people. What seems great one day is simply a ruse that one part of my Sybillious personality has used to distract the other guy living in my head enough so that he can take over and drive the life a little like Thing Number 1 and Thing Number 2. Not to admit that I am

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I guess I wasn't in control after all.Estella's bed was insanely comfortable. It had a billowy pillow top mattress which was a good two feet thick which sat on a deep wooden frame made from materials that could only be considered expensive if you knew anything about furniture. I did not know much about furniture at all. I know quite a few losers who are self proclaimed furniture whores, who

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Here's a brief word from our sponsors..Her lips puckered as her breathing got heavier. The warmth of her finger tips eroded away the time at which she could put this off any further, and her grip on the cookie had to remain firm enough to stop it from escaping, yet soft enough so that she wasn't sinking into the outer covering.Like a praying mantis she swiftly put the tip of the tim tam in her

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To describe Estella's skin as Mediterranean would be unfair for her mother was the fairest and whitest Belgian to ever grace the new world in wanderlust. Even though Estella had a deep wash of southern European burn all over her oliverian skin, the Anglo-Saxon with Gallic flavored white genes mixed with her father's lineage of Spanish with Moroccan sun drenched brown like the finest vanilla bean

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1150316450946611352006-06-14T13:20:00.000-07:002006-06-19T07:31:00.240-07:00

The living room was mostly deep earth tones, reds, browns, and some subtle yellows washing together. The windows were floor to ceiling, the drapes parted just enough to allow streams of afternoon sunlight penetrate the veil and let the furniture augment it's coloring with the warmth outside. The whole apartment smelled like her bedroom which was airborne with her perfumes and pheromones, just

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1150232240474608272006-06-13T13:40:00.000-07:002006-06-13T14:02:35.410-07:00

When thinking about Mexico City you can't just envision Bogota or Lima or some other dusty godforsaken place and think it's another pit of Latin America. Many people consider Mexico to not be a rich country, but realistically there is still a lot of money in Mexico, it's just not spread out very well.One thing that is prevalent is branding. Billboards all seem to be larger and more prolific, and

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1150175818004326512006-06-12T21:45:00.000-07:002006-06-12T22:38:58.193-07:00

What are you?How are you perceived?What do you say when you are animated?What do you hear when you listen to people?My friend Jon invited me to come to a "pickup seminar" with him last year, a seminar held by someone he called a genius in our time. I won't mention names, but Jon is wealthy. You have seen him in quite a few television commercials, and he seems to pop up in a movie once or twice a

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1149734400965343602006-06-07T23:49:00.000-07:002006-06-09T13:34:51.206-07:00

I don't know how appropriate this is but WDKY has something called half naked thursday, HNT. Figured I'd play along.Happy days!

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The 405 is a bitch in the morning, especially southbound. Don't get me started on the end of the 10, let's just leave it at the 405 and it's ability to pack in the most numerous asshole count along a confined corridor in my known world. My jeep gets disgraceful gas mileage, and contributes it's lifetime share to the marine layer in one of two months when I'm driving normally, but with

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1149565834788560822006-06-05T20:50:00.000-07:002006-06-05T20:50:34.803-07:00

I have a special friend and we have an unspoken agreement. This has been going on for over a year and for someone like me to be attached to someone after this long means something is going on above my level of comprehension - usually after a year I'm bored. I'm still at a loss as to how she gets under my skin, but she blurs the line between the friend-zone and the casual fuck thing so finely, I

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1148138189981425672006-05-20T08:15:00.000-07:002006-05-20T08:19:04.540-07:00

They say that threes a crowd but sometimes it's a good balance of tension and release when the personalities form a triangle. I liked her, yes I have to admit I actually liked one of Drew's girlfriends. Usually he hooks up with over intellectualized fresh out of sociology school women who need to change the world, but not this time. No, this time I like the girl enough to fold up my legs and

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1147987738101175412006-05-18T14:28:00.000-07:002006-06-12T22:44:56.573-07:00

I noticed that she really didn't weigh that much.I traced the line up the middle of her stomach muscles with my eyes. Her waist was tight and drawn in and her chest was just a bit bigger. I had both nipples of her small c-cups between my middle two fingers, both hands cupped them perfectly. They were natural, they were fantastic, her nipples were stiff and felt great between my fingers. Her

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1147797999534489192006-05-16T09:43:00.000-07:002006-05-16T09:46:39.543-07:00

Every now and then I get a music moment where I'm in my own film with a score that just sets the mood perfectly. Five years ago I did not have an ipod, so most of it was in my head and not quite so visceral, however I'm recalling a one hundred degree day. Blue sky, no clouds, that one week a year when the smog seems to have migrated to Catalina for the day, and no responsibilities in the

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It's the people that make the difference in the world, in the moment, for the times you remember, and the way you feel about where you are at the time. Half a decade ago during one of Cali's hottest summers I was between jobs. I remember the time specifically because it felt like the rubber on my flipflops melted on the sidewalk when I walked to the store. It was the time when there were actually

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You search the memory of the flower as it was, and it still amazes. It rose to the sky and contrasted wonderfully with it's background. It beckoned to come sit with it, be part of it's beauty, taste the aroma of attraction - the attraction to whatever but it was attraction nonetheless. The flower rose it's petals to the sun when the rays washed themselves over it, and it returned it's own

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1146688822939890182006-05-03T12:40:00.000-07:002006-05-03T18:33:46.716-07:00

My Grandfather was in the merchant marine. His father was in the navy. His father's father was also in the navy, as was a succession of tall lean men all the way back to the command of Farragut. We're of English descent, so I'm sure there was Royal Navy blood in there somewhere. If you were to look at the wall behind the dining table in my Mother's house, instead of the usual ducks fake flying

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It's a fine fine line between woman that wars are fought over and just plain pretty girls. So much goes into the finer appreciation of a curve here, a proportion there, shapes and patterns in human anatomy are so similar all the way across the board, but yet, so so very different.I have known heavier women that even have "it". "It" being that undefinable quality. "It" being ultimately sexier and

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1146162930726377112006-04-27T11:34:00.000-07:002006-04-27T13:08:39.436-07:00

The thing I love about sushi is that it's not a lot of food. There's little chance of messing things up because it's simple, you don't feel bloated afterwards, and it hits tastebuds that most people never knew they had. The hardest thing to get over is how to eat rice with chopsticks, but after you've mastered that and overcome your western addiction to oily food taste, you'll be master at eating

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145906794063079212006-04-24T11:38:00.000-07:002006-04-24T12:31:40.266-07:00

I was never sure that the Santa Monica freeway was ever a great idea. I mean you put a million lanes of traffic basically down a sewer route all ending suddenly at the ocean like an exhaust port on a really dirty spaceship, dumping cars and assholes into an overpriced neighbourhood full of crazy people who I think invented the whole LA open season thing.Then you get Amanda, a typical 9, driving a

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145735100709634842006-04-22T11:57:00.000-07:002006-04-22T12:46:58.183-07:00

You know those little asshole streets in the west village of New York where you can walk five blocks in a straight line and somehow get turned around and end up standing in Sheridan Square all over again? Maybe there are two squares that look the same and the 1-9 train loops or something. Just like New York, perception can make or break you in social situations.I'm not a small guy, albeit I have

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145655673233452072006-04-21T14:10:00.000-07:002006-04-21T14:41:13.306-07:00

Today is a good day, I banked my tax refund, someone bought me breakfast, I got a car wash, I had a day to just roam around visiting the out of work actors I know listening to them bitch about much money they don't have - on average they lease cars that cost 6-700 bucks so fuckem if they dont know how to budget, and I met a creature that would fry my brain if I didn't keep my wits about me.Sorry

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145647878592011022006-04-21T12:22:00.000-07:002006-04-21T12:31:18.616-07:00

A long time ago I went to Vietnam. I am not that old so stop thinking about the war story I could have told, and I have never been in the army. I went there to work. In my late teens and early 20s, sometime between starting and graduating from college I used to model. Yes, blushing me, I have to say that sometimes I retain the vanity. Something about having good bone structure, a 40inch chest, 32

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145642803909317042006-04-21T11:05:00.000-07:002006-04-21T11:06:43.920-07:00

The Eclipse is a piece of shit. Everything about it screams plastic and low horsepower, poor steering, blindspots, tacky wheels, rubberband engine, and shitty emissions. Although the State of California hasn't banned them, yeek, I really hate them.There is one redeeming feature of the Eclipse, hot chicks drive em.For my faggit friends who read this and beat off, my GF is out of town, out of this

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145567083155737142006-04-20T13:41:00.000-07:002006-04-20T14:04:43.190-07:00

Shoulder length blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, wonderful tits, serene smile, long legs, smooth skin, 9 years younger than me - my girlfriend is such a catch. She's also extremely smart, very funny, considerate, passionate, dedicated, and she's very well connected to the film industry.I am not usually one for long term relationships, but I get along so very well with this one. She is in love, I

Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11353103213268408192noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26603588.post-1145555893919603642006-04-14T10:49:00.000-07:002006-04-20T14:09:26.590-07:00

Aaaaaarggghhhhhhhh......Black out!On the ground, somewhere unfamaliar. Hands reaching for me, dry mouth tasting something wicked, hands reach for my face. What is that smell? Oh crap, here it comes again.GaaaaaakkSplashing on the ground, on shoes, not on my shoes, not in my hands. People are spreading away from me, even the big black assholes in black tshirts.Thump, I think that hurt.The shadow

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