There is nothing about Syracuse Man to like, but it's his eyes that reach into your soul and turn your joie de vivre into a festering mass of decay and filth. You cannot look away from Syracuse Man, and you will never, ever be the same.
Showing posts with label nightmare fuel. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 5, 2007
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