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08-26-2005, 04:39 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: Under the sea
Posts: 18
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Your Guity Pleasures....c'mon, fess up!
Here are a couple of mine. And I'm NOT ashamed. Heh.
Like a Prayer - Madonna Me Against the Music - Britney and Madonna Tipsy - JKwon Dirty - Christina Aguilera Clay Aiken, baby! Chocolate-covered everything. Yay. I'm cool. |
08-26-2005, 04:42 PM | #2 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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peeing on things and spitting off of high objects
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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. |
08-27-2005, 01:19 AM | #4 (permalink) |
The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Somewhere cooler than you
Posts: 18,605
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18 year old blondes
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Urb's RYM Stuff Most people sell their soul to the devil, but the devil sells his soul to Nick Cave. |
08-27-2005, 02:21 AM | #10 (permalink) |
Freeskier
Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Istanbul was Constantinople now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...
Posts: 1,536
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i've never really like mayo, but i cant say that it triggers an instant up-chuck reflex
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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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