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08-02-2005, 09:07 AM | #15 (permalink) |
spak-tenguin
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Perth, Australia
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Hmm what about Lis B. Anne...hehe nah, why would you guys want to change your names exactly...?
What is the advantage...like the guy from the one episode of Judging Amy that changes him name to some dude from Star Trek...it just seems totally pointless and irrelevant to change your name to me! |
08-02-2005, 09:19 AM | #16 (permalink) | |
Five Feet of Fury
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08-02-2005, 09:48 AM | #17 (permalink) |
In Original Packaging
Join Date: Feb 2005
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Herschel, or summat Jewish like that. Its such a pull having a Jewish name since women cant resist anything with 10% off....
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08-02-2005, 11:02 AM | #19 (permalink) | |
The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
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08-02-2005, 11:23 AM | #20 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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heroin bob
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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. |