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02-03-2006, 10:13 PM | #21 (permalink) |
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ehh sexy feet sexy feeet are sexy
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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. |
02-03-2006, 10:14 PM | #23 (permalink) | |
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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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02-03-2006, 10:15 PM | #24 (permalink) |
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ooh butt plaster for your anus so you wont have plumbers crack crack = mayonaise on a sidewalk and sexy FEET
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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. |
02-03-2006, 10:17 PM | #26 (permalink) | |
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02-03-2006, 10:17 PM | #27 (permalink) |
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le sigh how abou foutard or something like je suis alle au cinema pornographique avec mon amis et yeux
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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. |
02-03-2006, 10:18 PM | #28 (permalink) |
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oooh butt sauce im gonna at it oh and a waterlogged unicorn with five penises
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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. |
02-03-2006, 10:48 PM | #29 (permalink) | |
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by the way, you had some problems with conjugation of verbs, it should be mes amis if you want to say my friends, and mon ami for my friend. and I'm not sure what you're going for with the eyes part...
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