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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:02 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:04 am
Nine hundred ninety nine. We're going to be here for a while.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:05 am
Nine hundred ninety eight. I am sure this will get older faster than the last countdown.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:06 am
Nine hundred ninety seven. And I've already vented my spleen about my freshman math teacher.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:09 am
Nine hundred ninety six. Zydrate Anatomy is going through my head.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:10 am
Nine hundred ninety five. And I have nothing better to do than sing it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:17 am
Nine hundred ninety four. I can't feel nothing at all!
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:18 am
Nine hundred ninety three. Drug market, sub market.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:20 am
Nine hundred ninety two. Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in...
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:23 am
Ninety hundred ninety one. Blood market, love market.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:24 am
Nine hundred ninety. Sometimes I wonder why they need me at all!
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:25 am
Nine hundred eighty-nine. Zydrate comes in a little glass vial.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:27 am
Nine hundred eighty-eight. A little glass vial?
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:27 am
Nine hundred eighty-seven. A little glass vial.
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Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 9:28 am
Nine hundred eighty-six. And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery.
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