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05-04-2006, 04:40 PM | #31 (permalink) | |
The Sexual Intellectual
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I just know if any of this did actually happen i`d be the poor bastard who had to sit next to him & slowly get drunk being bored to death about how wonderful Dream Theater are.
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05-04-2006, 04:42 PM | #33 (permalink) |
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He`ll be easily recognisable.
He`ll be the one with his knuckles scraping against the floor
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05-04-2006, 04:45 PM | #35 (permalink) |
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we cant go to dons, because he had an anerysum when he found out that we didnt care about his, how much i hate musicbanter web page
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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. |
05-04-2006, 04:46 PM | #36 (permalink) | |
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Though I think we can find some sort of high-chair if need be. We'll just chuck him in that and put him in the corner.
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05-04-2006, 04:49 PM | #38 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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^ he whined in his web page that he wasnt coming back
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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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