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#33 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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he didnt type penis.. omg...
^ krazykaterpillerKatcher
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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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#37 (permalink) |
Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
Posts: 1,321
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^proud McDonalds employee
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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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#38 (permalink) |
They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
Posts: 1,166
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^Makes money by pretending to be a Nigerian orphan who has just come into a large inheritance and needs somebody to keep their money for them as a ruse to get the bank details of unsuspecting victims.
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