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02-01-2007, 08:29 PM
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Full-Time Hellion
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: PA
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me and a friend have been hitting the gym for the past week and doing some serious working out.
(she wants to join the military) and I think she's ready. if she doesn't pass the physical, I'm shooting somebody
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02-01-2007, 08:43 PM
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Imperfectly Perfect
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: North Carolina
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I translated a couple of pages of Latin today, then my friend, Betsy, came over and we tried to judge what was the best hot chocolate out of instant, gourmet, melted chocolate, and grandmas recipe(name of the brand). I've had more exciting days.
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02-01-2007, 08:57 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i installed my dsl
waxed my skis d-laoded some prog and yeah
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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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02-01-2007, 09:01 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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...... i managed with 1337 mods to my modem
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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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02-01-2007, 09:03 PM
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dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 5,188
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That's a lot of mods. budoomting.
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02-01-2007, 09:07 PM
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isfckingdead
Join Date: Nov 2004
Posts: 18,967
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I got something to say.
I killed your mother today, and it didn't matter much to me as long as shes dead. I got something to say. I raped a baby today and it didn't matter much to me as long as it spread.
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02-02-2007, 12:45 AM
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Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road. William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass. HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER |
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