Come in Scotty

Hey Scotty are you up there?,,can
you beam me up outta here to
anywhere, I don't care,
everyone's crazy,, lost their minds,
loopers, bloopers, all kinds,
some write poetry and try their
best,, still cant seperate from
all the rest,
is the transponder thingy working?
why am I still here?,,hurry up,,,
they're getting near,,,
Scotty? Scotty? can you hear?
for f##k sake,,,get me outta here!
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Posted: May 2010

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trurorob
hes there, floating around somewhere!!
rb
agoodguy2have
oh noooo, you can check out, but you can never leave ;-)
Ladybee42
more like that hotel in california i believe. ah hold on something always comes up to make us want to stay..nice poem....cheering cheering
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