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05-15-2006, 07:41 PM
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ashes against the grain
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^ had sex with the admin to get original highscores
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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. |
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05-15-2006, 07:43 PM
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The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
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^ had sex with the admin to get low scores
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 Urb's RYM Stuff Most people sell their soul to the devil, but the devil sells his soul to Nick Cave. |
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05-15-2006, 07:47 PM
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ashes against the grain
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^ needs to shave his *bush*
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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. |
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05-15-2006, 07:58 PM
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Uhh-I am Octiposter-huhuh
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: South Florida
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^Knows 'cause the admin told you "ArmyOfMe" was bushier.
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
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05-15-2006, 07:59 PM
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#726 (permalink) |
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ashes against the grain
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^ knows cause he tied me down and burnt me with ciggerettes, and posted it on youtube
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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. |
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05-15-2006, 08:00 PM
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#727 (permalink) |
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Uhh-I am Octiposter-huhuh
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^Liked it.
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
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05-15-2006, 08:04 PM
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#728 (permalink) |
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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^yes much, ^^^^^^^--pre mature ejaculated
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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. |
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05-15-2006, 08:06 PM
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#729 (permalink) |
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Uhh-I am Octiposter-huhuh
Join Date: Apr 2006
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You seven second sucka!
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
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05-15-2006, 08:12 PM
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#730 (permalink) |
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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what...no insult oh you lose
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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. |
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