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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,608
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Md 20/20 it was a lean night
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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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why bother?
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: UK
Posts: 4,840
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![]() ![]() 4 cans of the stuff. Not normally my cuppa lager, but a mate was kind enough to give me them, so I'm not exactly complaining. On top of that, another mate's lent me £30 for the night out. It's weird, everyone's being generous to me all of a sudden. |
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