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02-28-2007, 08:51 PM | #2281 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 1,290
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What does your headband say btw?
Mrs. B was freakin out that it was some sort of cult thing.
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03-01-2007, 06:02 PM | #2288 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i have a pet dragon hanging from my ceiling <--- yet again why i pwn n00bs on a daily basis, at sweater wearing
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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. |
03-01-2007, 06:05 PM | #2289 (permalink) |
Slavic gay sauce
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Abu Dhabi
Posts: 7,993
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Is it just me, or are you in fact posting the same picture over and over again?
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03-01-2007, 06:07 PM | #2290 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i have a **** webcam
and i ahve to hold it and no that ones in my room proving that i dont live in a 2x4 cell i live in a 2x4 cell with dragons
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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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