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01-01-2007, 08:36 PM | #13 (permalink) |
killedmyraindog
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sorry folks, but theres a line. We don't let anyone else have them that big. Theres a reason for it.
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01-01-2007, 08:37 PM | #15 (permalink) |
killedmyraindog
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Are you ****ing kidding me, that thing was a god damn circus. Adidass's country isn't even that big.
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01-01-2007, 08:37 PM | #16 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
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I don't think I've ever laughed harder.
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01-01-2007, 08:38 PM | #17 (permalink) | |
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And man if you're going to judge by sizes by adidasss's country all our avatars would have to be the size between these quotation marks. "" |
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01-01-2007, 08:38 PM | #18 (permalink) |
Full-Time Hellion
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: PA
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^ it's alright. You'd probably do it the good old fashioned american way. which is to shoot until you finally hit something.
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01-01-2007, 08:39 PM | #20 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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Location: new hampsha
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that woulf addiass woul be this big in real life you cant see 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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