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04-03-2007, 08:00 PM | #22 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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dude
i have bagels but instead of butter i put cocaine for the added dpunch
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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. |
04-03-2007, 08:00 PM | #23 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
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she has an ass in the front O.o
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04-03-2007, 08:01 PM | #26 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
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that's what she said
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04-03-2007, 08:02 PM | #27 (permalink) |
isfckingdead
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hell yeah, seriously though speaking of drugs and breakfast. What if you composed a pancake entirely out of illegal substances? I remember waking up one morning and drinking first thing. Best way to start you day eva.
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04-03-2007, 08:04 PM | #29 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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Location: new hampsha
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^ 1337 /\/008
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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. |