|
Register | Blogging | Today's Posts | Search |
View Poll Results: Do you solemnly swear to make this thread interesting? | |||
I do |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
12 | 44.44% |
No |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
15 | 55.56% |
Voters: 27. You may not vote on this poll |
![]() |
|
Thread Tools | Display Modes |
![]() |
#66 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
|
![]()
oui jaime le francais aussi jaime lecouter de la musigue rock
__________________
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. |
![]() |
![]() |
#67 (permalink) | |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
|
![]() Quote:
__________________
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. |
|
![]() |
![]() |
#68 (permalink) | |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
|
![]() Quote:
__________________
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. |
|
![]() |
![]() |
|