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08-17-2006, 04:21 AM | #303 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
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Stones in London on Sunday
Even though 5 mins ago it look like i`d have to cancel the whole thing. Still not got my tickets , the post had already come so i`m thinking i`d have to cancel the whole thing , then the postman comes back an hour later telling me he had to go back and get them because they`re special delivery. Bastard for scaring me like that.
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08-17-2006, 06:15 AM | #305 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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Wouldn`t mind going to that but I can`t see my boss letting me have any more time off. Especially since i`ve not told him about Primal Scream in November yet
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08-18-2006, 06:19 AM | #307 (permalink) |
Dat's Der Bunny!
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: Ireland
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^ I think I'm going to the Irish leg of the same tour. 6 days!
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08-18-2006, 10:42 AM | #308 (permalink) |
The Erroneous Hoodlum
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: West Side Phoenix
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Supernova tomorrow nite!!!
i will be taking my vitamins, 2 by 2....
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08-18-2006, 02:26 PM | #309 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
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Zao tonight..
w00tz0rz!!!1!!11
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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