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  1. I’ve been gone since November 0h-7, when I 1st entered Twitter heaven, a click away from Wycleaf Jean-I get in the stream &get GONE #140conf
  2. Big mack attack...or a whoppertunity...I'm just a fiend, deep in the streams creating a community #140conf
  3. Researchers can haz cheeseburgers: science babes talking about how twitter saves. Takin off their jackets, making me wanna mack it! #140conf
  4. i sent my comments 2 twitter and twitter 2 my comments kick flip in the air like my name's jerome robbins.
  5. U can't have yr pudding until u eat yr meat, but how can we cook this bacon without any heat?
  6. Born better and torn together we are made clean.
  7. I drip joy and letter dreams. Not everything is what it seems--i've learned how to see in-between& touch the garment @ its seams
  8. I rap 2 beats 4 extra long--like a maxi-play single. U cant eat only one--like cheddar cream pringles. Or Chips Ahoy--
  9. I became unconstrained and unabashedly ME--no chain like gucci mane but i flash synchronicity
  10. fuck bein cowardly
  11. If u want poetry than followme-i spray lyrical clips zoomin like metal tips but nevr hollowly-i stay the cheerful kid doin bike petal flips
  12. It's an untamed, Hyper-grey, French film day--with fears pressed full-fledged into the frames.
  13. i try 2 keep it mucho smart, pleasant & surreal. i get high & eat supermarket instant oatmeal. rather die than be a part of the whole ordeal
  14. Fuck the same. Fuck McCain!
  15. A bailout of failed clout. Quick--put yr hand out: the TV sells doubt & mile high pies as it tries 2 turn what should be joy into pain.
  16. I sell the ying 2 the yang & the yang 2 the ying--All about sex and the City like Kelly & Ping. http://tinyurl.com/4dvxx9
  17. Brave soldiers like beer bottles on the side of the road. Made colder by Fear's throttle of life into gold.
  18. A quick hit 4 my head, before I twitpic the dead.
  19. I walk an invisible path, revealed by the universe. I rawk a criminal's laugh, as I feel things turn for the worst...
  20. Yr stressed cuz yr chest's not hairy.