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12-03-2006, 12:51 AM
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snickers
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: detroit
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 I do not look anything like that douche bag! Edit: Neither does she? lol.
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12-03-2006, 12:55 AM
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I love Puck
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: British Columbia
Posts: 4,614
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I've seen you in other pics and i know you look nothing like him, but the angle in that shot sells it haha
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12-03-2006, 07:05 AM
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Elevator to the moon
Join Date: May 2005
Location: Snowy, cold, miserable Pennsylvania
Posts: 1,088
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cancer sticks are bad for you
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12-03-2006, 11:20 AM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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obviousley...
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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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12-03-2006, 01:58 PM
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enchanted.
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: cornwailles, angleterre.
Posts: 2,537
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 & hey you guys. have some christmas.  its a stocking, not a reallyreally big santa hat..
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12-03-2006, 02:01 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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they taste good especially camel silvers Quote:
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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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