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#1911 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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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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#1913 (permalink) |
butt say x
Join Date: Nov 2005
Location: so i read the question as "Where YOU live" which was kinda funny instead of "Where you live"
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if you negative that negative you get my ATDI shirt
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#1914 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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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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#1916 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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aww are we ifffy today.
I'd be iffy to if i had to listen to tsoaf. at least the mars volta are good. oh and great way to insult all the prog you listen t0 =0
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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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#1917 (permalink) |
I love Puck
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: British Columbia
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Thats not it at all..and you should like TSOAF, they're prog..and i personally like them a lot better than a lot of the other prog i listen to..but ill end it here because i dont wanna have to be arguing on the internet all day.
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#1918 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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mm but i heard tsoaf a while back and hated them with a passion. though for some odd reason i enjoy tmv.
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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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#1920 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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well.. this is really spamming the thread, but.. they share some of the same characteristics.
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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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