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03-11-2007, 10:31 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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ahem
do not use vista
its a piece of **** im back on xp
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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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03-11-2007, 10:36 PM
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ashes against the grain
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^ cant play vid games so pffft
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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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03-11-2007, 10:46 PM
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Bitchfarmer
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Between the minarettes, down the Casbah way.
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XP Indeed.
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[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]Yup. Because I chose to play the fool in a six-piece band, First-night nerves every one-night stand. I should be glad to be so inclined. What a waste! What a waste! But I don't mind. Quote:
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03-11-2007, 11:06 PM
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ashes against the grain
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srrsly it wont recokgnize my vid card drivers
****s up my monitor made my games ruined all my ****
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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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03-11-2007, 11:08 PM
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Bitchfarmer
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Between the minarettes, down the Casbah way.
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Damn! Who you gonna kill?
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[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]Yup. Because I chose to play the fool in a six-piece band, First-night nerves every one-night stand. I should be glad to be so inclined. What a waste! What a waste! But I don't mind. Quote:
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03-11-2007, 11:27 PM
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ashes against the grain
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bill gates
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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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03-12-2007, 04:18 PM
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Slavic gay sauce
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Abu Dhabi
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Lol, loser, everyone knows you gotta wait a while longer because it doesn't support jack shit. Way to go Microsoft though...lol...
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