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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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08-10-2006, 12:22 AM | #1801 (permalink) | |
The Wetter The Better!!
Join Date: Aug 2005
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08-10-2006, 12:24 AM | #1802 (permalink) | |
snickers
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: detroit
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That's the not-coolest thing I've heard all day. I'm sorry Ethan.
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08-10-2006, 12:59 PM | #1807 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
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No it`s my second account.
I`m going to use it next in the my day thread & say I spent the day burning American flags
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Urb's RYM Stuff Most people sell their soul to the devil, but the devil sells his soul to Nick Cave. |
08-10-2006, 01:00 PM | #1808 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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^ only an urban post # 6540
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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. |
08-10-2006, 01:03 PM | #1810 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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After i`m done with that i`m going after Canada you captialist whore
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Urb's RYM Stuff Most people sell their soul to the devil, but the devil sells his soul to Nick Cave. |
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