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[hemlock-martini.livejournal.com]

Dear Mom, it's lonely here on Cooch Stank Island. I have made friends with the sea-grass. Unfortunately, lobstrosities have bit off my feet below the ankle. Tell all the people who exiled me to this hellish place that once I die from blood-loss, I will haunt their dreams, crotch-first. Love, Shirley.

[cyclonestruckit.livejournal.com]

I see a film: Escape From Cooch Stank Island.