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05-23-2006, 06:03 AM | #62 (permalink) |
Bitchfarmer
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Between the minarettes, down the Casbah way.
Posts: 983
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Hey, I know man. But some people........
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[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]Yup. Because I chose to play the fool in a six-piece band, First-night nerves every one-night stand. I should be glad to be so inclined. What a waste! What a waste! But I don't mind. |
05-23-2006, 07:14 AM | #63 (permalink) | |
Uhh-I am Octiposter-huhuh
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: South Florida
Posts: 232
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^Made me laugh, 6/10.
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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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05-24-2006, 01:41 PM | #66 (permalink) | ||
CallingToAllUnbelievers
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Tulsa, Oklahoma
Posts: 199
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I'm missing something, enlightening me would probably bring the rating up, but for now, 6/10.
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05-24-2006, 08:14 PM | #67 (permalink) |
Uhh-I am Octiposter-huhuh
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: South Florida
Posts: 232
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Hmmmmm...carefully conciders....hmmmmmmmmm...I don't like it. 4/10.
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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 |
05-24-2006, 09:52 PM | #68 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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69/10
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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. |
05-24-2006, 09:54 PM | #70 (permalink) |
Full-Time Hellion
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: PA
Posts: 1,531
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8/10
grammar, punctuation, format, the thought behind it and it shows you're an intellectual or at leats something of a well read person.
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A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche |
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