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From where I'm standing that is a physical impossibility |
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26 | 29.89% |
Sh...Should I? |
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31 | 35.63% |
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#2391 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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Graphical user interface, developed by xerox stolen by apple and Microsoft.
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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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#2393 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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^ well.. at least you don't have 4 ap classes, and next term 4 more, including English with a fanatical christian nutjob
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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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#2396 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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world history was easy at my school, but.. i have had honors English and I'm in honors bio right now so i feel your pain.
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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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#2397 (permalink) |
Atchin' Akai
Join Date: May 2005
Location: Unamerica
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Well here's hoping World History in the U.S. is more embracing than American football's World Championships or Baseball's World Series.
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#2399 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Sep 2006
Location: ...heading your way
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It's 'it's'
DUH!
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Golden oldies, Rolling Stones, we don't want them back, i'd rather jack than Fleetwood Mac. New Myspace |
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#2400 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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no, well yeah, but when you cant say Jesus in class ie when hitting ones large toe against a cement block, you tend to think its a bit much.
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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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