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02-21-2007, 11:55 AM | #551 (permalink) |
They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
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If I was being paid decently then true. Otherwise false. It would be cold and boring. There's a whole lot more things I'd rather do nude than posing.
The person below me is still at work or school, while I'm going home Bye |
02-21-2007, 11:57 AM | #552 (permalink) |
Truth Seeker
Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: The Hallway
Posts: 489
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?? And then...
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Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." “See I think drugs have done some good things for us, I really do, and if you don't believe drugs have done good things for us, do me a favor: go home tonight and take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your cds and burn 'em. 'cause you know the musicians who made all that great music that's enhanced your lives throughout the years.... rrrrrrrrreal f**kin high on drugs.” |
02-22-2007, 08:44 PM | #554 (permalink) |
Im Just As Sweet!!!:)
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: america
Posts: 570
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No
The person below me is living in the ame town as me but doesnt know it
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Let them live in the stillness and know the flame. They will loose all and give all.. Boys are like lava lamps: fun to look at but not so bright Coffee, chocolate and men, some things are just better rich |
02-22-2007, 08:45 PM | #556 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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probably not
unless you live in nh which you dont because i ****ed your couch wtf is the person below me doughnut eating
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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. |
02-22-2007, 08:47 PM | #559 (permalink) |
Im Just As Sweet!!!:)
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: america
Posts: 570
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Not really
The person below me likes to lick syrup off of girls
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Let them live in the stillness and know the flame. They will loose all and give all.. Boys are like lava lamps: fun to look at but not so bright Coffee, chocolate and men, some things are just better rich |
02-22-2007, 08:48 PM | #560 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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no boys
they make it popsicle like yeh you are a happy beaver no?
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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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