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03-18-2006, 01:29 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Purple monkey dishwasher
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: London, On, Canada
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So just where do you put Mindless Self Indulgence in the music collection I missed the show they played in London, unfortunately. These guys are indescribable, and from what I hear pretty spastic onstage I recommend B*tches and I Hate Jimmy Paige If my computer didn't suck so bad I'd put them up myself... sorry folks
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Everywhere I travel, tiny life. Single-serving sugar, single-serving cream, single pat of butter. The microwave Cordon Bleu hobby kit. Shampoo-conditioner combos, sample-packaged mouthwash, tiny bars of soap. The people I meet on each flight? They're single-serving friends. |
03-18-2006, 11:19 AM | #3 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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ummm rock/metal...or something like that but stillz i have a 4o track m ix with all my fav songs
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
03-18-2006, 06:43 PM | #5 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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maybe so but its funny
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |