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Thursday, April 26, 2007
Hugh Grant hurls baked beans at photographer. Seriously.
Baked beans? Really? WTF?
Will he be charged with assault with a deadly legume?
I'll write more later, but it's Moerita time. Class is canceled thanks to some ass-clown who called in a bomb threat.
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