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09-08-2006, 04:41 PM | #21 (permalink) |
Dat's Der Bunny!
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^ you're one to EMULATOR talk That's me avoiding spamming....
Plus, feck is the closest you can get to swearing on this forum
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09-08-2006, 04:46 PM | #23 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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Location: new hampsha
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^why is this?
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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. |
09-08-2006, 04:50 PM | #25 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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feck off hobobuttsecks
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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. |
09-08-2006, 04:52 PM | #27 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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Location: new hampsha
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i am fecking irish dip**** lmaoroflcpotorpwnt1337
mainly 90% to be exact
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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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