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03-05-2007, 07:33 PM
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Alan
Join Date: Feb 2005
Location: In bed, with Cheryl Tweedy
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Jibber is lovely!! Don't start on Jibber!!! And what does sexual tension between friends have to do with sexuallity?
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03-05-2007, 08:03 PM
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Slavic gay sauce
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Abu Dhabi
Posts: 7,993
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Ali is awesome, and I'm not starting on her. It's just off topic banter.
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“Think of what a paradise this world would be if men were kind and wise.” - Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle. Last.fm |
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03-06-2007, 12:29 AM
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Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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Quote:
and kurts post was in reference to theusedtoolguy's post.
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
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03-06-2007, 05:41 PM
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Music Addict
Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: DC
Posts: 3,320
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Quote:
-John Kerry I'm not sure which joke failed more.
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One note timeless, came out of nowhere... |
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03-06-2007, 05:56 PM
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Imperfectly Perfect
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 1,290
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(Announcing he is about to go to Latin America) "I wish I still remembered how to speak Latin"
~Dan Quail
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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained" |
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03-06-2007, 05:57 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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^ Qualye
lmao anyways
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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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