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06-13-2006, 07:23 PM | #1 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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Location: new hampsha
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hey murder junkie
tops off to you but..im poning your ass im seeing the murder junkies, the jabbers, and merle allin, at my local gg allin death fest yo, you can coem but..your in canada :P just thought i would taunt you....oh and some arse wrote *** on ggs grave..so were gonan find out who did and kill them and rape their dog
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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. |
06-14-2006, 08:15 AM | #5 (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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06-14-2006, 10:03 AM | #7 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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^ it had sticky stuff in it :/ hmm anyways yeah....
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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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