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CD-NOM: Twizzlers

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Published: Aug 1, 2009

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CD-NOM! I'm thinking of starting a webcomic.

Characters and events based on real things that happen in my life.

**THANKS TO *redheadstock FOR THE BRUSHES!**

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raining-faith

Sep 20, 2009

im gonna take a wild guess that that was based off you, joe, and evvy.

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