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08-18-2006, 06:32 PM | #73 (permalink) | |
butt say x
Join Date: Nov 2005
Location: so i read the question as "Where YOU live" which was kinda funny instead of "Where you live"
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yes we all know that you're dumb and lie about everything you do. no need to go into detail
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08-18-2006, 06:52 PM | #76 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ aye, its been ruined by a petty argument, of epic proportions that spreads from thread to thread
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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. |
08-18-2006, 06:55 PM | #78 (permalink) |
I love Puck
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: British Columbia
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I dont know how informing a music forum that you've run away from home is even very important..that may just be IMO
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08-18-2006, 06:57 PM | #79 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ =/ i didnt know wot to title it
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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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