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#2143 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 1,290
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Here's what I look like, from a much lower quality camera than tom's camera. And I don't know how to make them smaller, sorry.
![]() I was a bit drunk, hence the stupefied look on my face. And I don't like the Yankees, it was some guys hat I was wearing. ![]() It was spoused to be imitating Captain Morgen, but I was pretty freaked that the fountain was going to tip over at the time ![]() ![]() This is probably the most recent picture of me, hangin' out wit all the tigers that roam Florida.
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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained" |
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#2144 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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a tiger
omfg tyger its toight like a tiger
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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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