Zine dedicated to Hippiemom

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  • yellowled24
    yellowled24 Posts: 3,118
    as is the going trend it seems, I have been out of the loop also and just read back on the thread "This is for Hippiemom". I can hardly see the screen through the tears in my eyes.
    Fuck. Sending out my most loving and comforting vibes to all her family....she certainly brightened up our days on here :)

    RIP xxxooo
    "....and was very surprised to see that he didnt actually have a recipe for anus-ankle soup." - Big Ed
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,374
    Due to unexpected delays Trading Stories with the Leaves #3 will not be finished. Thank you all for your heartfelt thoughts for hippiemom that you were willing to let me share with the world. I'm very sorry that this project was not completed.
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • I Got Poop
    I Got Poop Posts: 6
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    Due to unexpected delays Trading Stories with the Leaves #3 will not be finished. Thank you all for your heartfelt thoughts for hippiemom that you were willing to let me share with the world. I'm very sorry that this project was not completed.

    :(
    "When in doubt, rub one out." hippiemom
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    It's a shame there's not someone on standby, to do graphics. I did all the editing. It's just waiting for someone to do the presentation.
  • Jeremy1012
    Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    Due to unexpected delays Trading Stories with the Leaves #3 will not be finished. Thank you all for your heartfelt thoughts for hippiemom that you were willing to let me share with the world. I'm very sorry that this project was not completed.
    oh no :( That's such a shame. I think I can speak for everyone when I say the pit appreciates your hard work anyway Ms Haiku.
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"

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