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07-13-2005, 05:49 PM | #21 (permalink) |
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I think FenixPunk may be hinting at some kind of incestuous relationship here, Meg and Jack White stylee.
But it aint through...Trust me his sisters straight as a die...I did "The Test"
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell, Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell. Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream, We must sing We must sing We must sing I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
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07-13-2005, 05:53 PM | #22 (permalink) |
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that's where your thoughts went?! damn man, can't a man be close to his sister without any sick conotations to it?!
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07-13-2005, 05:59 PM | #23 (permalink) |
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Hey, if you cant keep it in the pants, keep it in the family!
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell, Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell. Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream, We must sing We must sing We must sing I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
And Im so clever But clever ain't wise |
07-13-2005, 06:07 PM | #24 (permalink) |
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whoooooooooooaaaaaa nelly!!!...can you say " rojack rojitzy cheprche po utrobitzy"?
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07-13-2005, 06:10 PM | #26 (permalink) |
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I dunno can you say "ta tu an-gnaesach, agus is aoibhainn liom do fucann tu go mormor"???
Oooh lets have an inter-language fight then! Tarraing se, bitch!
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell, Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell. Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream, We must sing We must sing We must sing I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
And Im so clever But clever ain't wise |
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07-13-2005, 06:14 PM | #28 (permalink) |
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OK but you have to do it in the western Burmese dialect...
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell, Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell. Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream, We must sing We must sing We must sing I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
And Im so clever But clever ain't wise |
07-13-2005, 06:15 PM | #29 (permalink) |
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well mine is an old saying from my village, it means "cousin( rodjack - male cousin ) fondls his cousins ( rodjitza - female cousin ) insides " meaning cousins screw each other...i guess it happened before..that's why they have a saying....
what did yours mean?
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07-13-2005, 06:19 PM | #30 (permalink) |
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Mines Irish for " I have noticed your sexiness, and would indeed like to caress your mother in sexual pretences"...Haha thats where working on Irish Radio gets ya!
Oh yeah and "tarraing se, bitch", means bring it, bee-yatch. And people say its a dead language...Haha
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We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell, Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell. Into the ear of every anarchist that sleeps, but doesn't dream, We must sing We must sing We must sing I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN DEATH AND GLORY....
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