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08-10-2005, 01:44 PM | #13 (permalink) | |
Cowellgirl
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: schodak, ny
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isnt that choobaka?
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*Lex* ~Another Teamster For Hoffa~ ..::xx::..Hoffa For President!..::xx::.. Your turn, Bobby. The French will gladly die...for love. But I prefer a man who lives; and gives expensive...jewels.-Satine, Moulin Rouge. Quote:
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08-10-2005, 02:33 PM | #15 (permalink) | |
Cowellgirl
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: schodak, ny
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choobaka rocks.
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*Lex* ~Another Teamster For Hoffa~ ..::xx::..Hoffa For President!..::xx::.. Your turn, Bobby. The French will gladly die...for love. But I prefer a man who lives; and gives expensive...jewels.-Satine, Moulin Rouge. Quote:
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08-10-2005, 02:52 PM | #17 (permalink) | |
Cowellgirl
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: schodak, ny
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lmao thats awesome!
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*Lex* ~Another Teamster For Hoffa~ ..::xx::..Hoffa For President!..::xx::.. Your turn, Bobby. The French will gladly die...for love. But I prefer a man who lives; and gives expensive...jewels.-Satine, Moulin Rouge. Quote:
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08-10-2005, 03:14 PM | #18 (permalink) | |
The Erroneous Hoodlum
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: West Side Phoenix
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08-10-2005, 06:57 PM | #20 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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never had one never needed one even though its disturbing to think that when i was two i was riding the subway and i saw this guy with a mohawk and i went up to him and i said why do you have funny hair
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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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