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04-21-2007, 05:48 AM | #5693 (permalink) |
They call me Tundra Boy
Join Date: Sep 2005
Location: In your linen cupboard.
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I found that movie a bit strange in that it's an insightful and powerful political movie during the first half and suddenly it turns into Rambo and then it's just people running around shooting and hitting each other with shovels.
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04-21-2007, 05:26 PM | #5694 (permalink) |
Elevator to the moon
Join Date: May 2005
Location: Snowy, cold, miserable Pennsylvania
Posts: 1,088
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hi there!
i decided to venture back here for a bit just for the heck of it my parents left today for their anniversary vacation thingy mabobber which would be awesome if i didnt have to spend a week alone with my sister |
04-21-2007, 11:13 PM | #5695 (permalink) |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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sick again
watched the red wings rape the flames and then the all stars rape the canucks
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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 |
04-22-2007, 11:16 AM | #5697 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ already
its still april
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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. |
04-22-2007, 02:31 PM | #5698 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: North Carolina
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yea. already. most schools around where I live had it yesterday.
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