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Al Dente
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: Texas
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Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Missouri, USA
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Music Addict
Join Date: Jan 2005
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Al Dente
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And I hate people make comments like you mentioned, also. I'm no conservative by a longshot. I'm against ALL racism (and special treatment), homophobia, religious hypocrisy and mixing with politics, and discrimination in general. If I was something other than American, I wouldn't be getting so much ****. ANY immigrants SHOULD learn, whether they're moving to America or the South of France. We have waaay more than just TWO languages here, also. Why I don't get this.
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ must you carry this on?
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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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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
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umm no. your last post was at 9:30 my was at ten i dont think that makes it a dead post for signing on and posting something new moron
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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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