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10-25-2006, 06:06 PM | #52 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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wtf my htread about me and my ego has been ruined by spatuals and ****ing vaccum cleaners, well seeing as its my thread why dont we discuss different types of rubber stoppers
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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. |
10-25-2006, 06:13 PM | #55 (permalink) |
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ooh i know, washers
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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. |
10-25-2006, 06:17 PM | #57 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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a washer as in a metal device that is circualr with a cut out 0 in the centre, used in fixing one object to another
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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. |
10-26-2006, 12:09 PM | #58 (permalink) |
Dat's Der Bunny!
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Like this
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