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04-08-2007, 10:11 AM | #2552 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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-_- yeh, im doing suessical
cant wait to see my costume
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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. |
04-08-2007, 11:19 AM | #2554 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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wickersham brother, ( the bass one, though i can sing anything except soprano)
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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. |
04-08-2007, 07:54 PM | #2556 (permalink) |
contrast&compare.
Join Date: Jan 2005
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hahah!
pretty sure, I've only seen like, one other picture of Fal where he doesn't have some kind of fake facial hair.
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Jesus Christ, I'm alone again, so what did you do those three days you were dead?
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04-08-2007, 08:46 PM | #2557 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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yeh, though its prob not all the way to alto but i can make my voice go fairly high
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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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