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The dead guy I found next door in one of our apts after 3 days rotting in the middle of a Louisiana summer in an un-airconditoned room was a smell I'll never forget. I could smell him from across the street. Nor will I forget looking him face to face from 2 feet away when I bent down to look through the door under the fan he had set up in the door way. Helping carry him down the stairs of course I had the lower end of the body bag and got an armful of leaking body juice. mmmm, tasty. he was 6'8, 350+lbs of oozing mush
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John
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They laugh at me because I am different.
I laugh at them because they are all the same.
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