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11-23-2006, 10:47 PM | #2661 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
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You could just step on them anyway. I mean you don't own or plan to own the place anyway. Well that's what the word I pay rent tells me anyway.
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11-23-2006, 10:47 PM | #2662 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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oh the fridge is in the living room , so`s the microwave.
There`s just nothing microwavable in the fridge , plus i`ve got no room to prepare anything.
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11-23-2006, 10:47 PM | #2663 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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^ one of those devices that i cant remeber the name of... i made one to make toast.. i calle dit sid vicious;'s house of pancakes
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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. |
11-23-2006, 10:50 PM | #2665 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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a toaster?
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11-23-2006, 11:00 PM | #2666 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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no, it was complex, i it cooked toast
but sid viciou's house of toast was lame sounding
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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. |
11-23-2006, 11:07 PM | #2667 (permalink) |
Freeskier
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so....a toaster?
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11-23-2006, 11:21 PM | #2668 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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no.. it had a toaster at the end of the process.... but it involved me siting in a chair and a rubber plug, being dropped on the handle. through a complex marble liekt nhingy
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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. |
11-23-2006, 11:22 PM | #2669 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
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so a toaster then
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