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03-01-2007, 08:09 PM | #651 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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hmm/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. |
03-01-2007, 08:09 PM | #652 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 5,188
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green/aqua teen hunger force
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03-02-2007, 12:22 AM | #654 (permalink) |
Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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In response to your sig, no I do not like you too much.
1/10 for the avatar of Borat
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
03-02-2007, 05:51 PM | #655 (permalink) |
Im Just As Sweet!!!:)
Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: america
Posts: 570
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9/10
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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 |
03-03-2007, 02:00 AM | #657 (permalink) |
Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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Know what? I'll give you a 6/10 just for asking about that Supertramp song though. At least thats pretty damn sweet. Im also pretty damn drunk so really sont count on this repeating.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
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