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You may wonder how I came up with such a
strange name as Wedgiem. I was making fake spam names because I used
to spam aim and yahoo chat rooms. I never ended up making any money
so that's why I quit. Anyway the name wedgiem popped into my head
and I liked it so I kept it. That's all there really is to it.
Now aren't you glad you wasted 10 second of your life reading that?
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My Profile
| Name: |
Joe
O'Brien |
| Age: |
19 |
| Location: |
Duluth,
MN |
| Occupation: |
Amsoil Production
Worker |
| School: |
Lake Superior
College |
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| 1-21-2004
I am back in school
again. after I stopped going to my class in the fall semester
of 2002. I have to retake Algebra I. I know it
pathetic. But it was too late to withdraw so I had to take an
F.
I am going to finally
have my truck paid off in two weeks! But then I am going to be
buying a new one so I'm just going to be making a bigger
payment. :(
I have been working at
Amsoil for a little over 6 months now. I just had my 6 month
review and it went really well so I am hopefully getting a
raise. If I don't get a raise I will be looking for a new
job. I already tried to get a job at the new Menards in west
duluth but I didn't even get an
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| Mudvayne Dig
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I
am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was slowly
changing
I would love to beat the face,
Of any mother fucker
that's thinkin' they can change me,
White knuckles grip pushing through
for the gold,
If you're wantin' a piece of me I broke the mother
fuckin' mold,
I'm drowning in your wake
Shit rubbed in my
face
Teething on concrete
Gums bleeding
Dig bury me
underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me
underneath
Everything that I was slowly changing
I struggle in
violated space,
Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck
me,
Hang from their T's rated P.G. insight,
I ain't sellin' my soul
when there's nothing to buy
I'm livid in my space
Pissing in my
face
Fuck you while you try
To fuck me
Dig bury me
underneath
Everything that I am rearranging
Dig bury me
underneath
Everything that I was you ain't fuckin' changing
me
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
Let me help to
talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
Let me help you hold the glock
against your head
Let me help you tie the rope around your neck,
Let
me help to talk you the wrong way off the ledge,
Let me help you hold
the glock against your head,
Let me help to chain the weights onto your
legs
Get on the plank fuck
Dig bury me underneath
Everything
that I am rearranging
Dig bury me underneath
Everything that I was
slowly changing
Wish you were committing
Suicide suckin' on a mother
fuckin' tailpipe
Dead man walking on a tight rope
Limbless in the
middle of a channel bombs
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