Tuesday, October 28, 2008

45 x 365 - #2

2/365 - ML

I remember you in junior high making movies filled with cheesy cliches and the promises of greatness. I remember the demanding questions you asked, stumping teachers on a regular basis. But, sadly, I remember you delivering your speech at high school graduation stoned even more.

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