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Yes... | 30 | 34.48% | |
From where I'm standing that is a physical impossibility | 26 | 29.89% | |
Sh...Should I? | 31 | 35.63% | |
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07-22-2006, 01:21 PM | #1391 (permalink) | |
angel of tragic days
Join Date: Jan 2006
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07-22-2006, 02:40 PM | #1393 (permalink) | |
Full-Time Hellion
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: PA
Posts: 1,531
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(but i'm sorry to hear your contacts aren't working for you. Hope your eyes feel better)
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07-22-2006, 04:53 PM | #1395 (permalink) | |
Slavic gay sauce
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: Abu Dhabi
Posts: 7,993
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what a letdown....
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07-22-2006, 05:40 PM | #1398 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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Yehp so I'm really pissed off, see's as though the freedom preserving **** rag we are, will have too go help Isreal in their little stupid bank operation.
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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. |
07-22-2006, 05:44 PM | #1400 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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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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