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Time goes so fast when you’re not having fun. 


Here we all are, holding hands and whistling a happy tune as we walk closer to the Apocalypse, about to let the freaky old year make way for the freaky new year. Imagine humming Wake Me Up Before You Go Go while everything turns crimson as the Whore of Babylon keeps her appointment and does The Jitterbug. 


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BRITNEY AND LINDSAY

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The year that wuss

By Igan D’Bayan | December 29, 2006 - 12:00am

Time goes so fast when you’re not having fun. Here we all are, holding hands and whistling a happy tune as we walk closer to the Apocalypse, about to let the freaky old year make way for the freaky...

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