What's up am I on chat line? My name is Sal & Capricorn is my sign I
like Star Trek & Brad Pitt, I watch Kung-Fu B movies & shave my armpits

My brain is a sewer, where you dump your garbage
Read me psychic man & tell me who I am, just put it on my visa
Bleed me psychic man, I know you understand, you make it up so easy
I don't watch lesbian porno, will I befriend a trailer & die a smoker?
Will I marry a redneck, will publisher's clearing house drop off a big
cheque?
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Reach through the phone there Bud, are you Vulcan can you meld with me?
I'll reflect some evil to your head, 'til your dead
Will I cough up a fur ball when reading the tabloids doctors' pulled my
gerbil? Will I meet a new boyfriend, or will I be porked by martians &
bare their children?
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