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The Erroneous Hoodlum
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: West Side Phoenix
Posts: 2,059
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my wife came up with a good emo band name - Woe Is Me..hehehe..
for punk bands though, find something on the ground, preferably in an alley or in the middle of the street, and add "the" in front of it, there ya go. example - "the beer bottles" or "the missing shoe". |
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Music Addict
Join Date: Nov 2005
Posts: 93
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junction of death, the murder of 1000 years, gencide:the last genisis, pig **** from hell, lotr, guns incircling, hell on earth, mcr: mascarade of count ramulit.
or there were3 pigs, 1 got butchered, 2 got butchered, 3 got butchered, 1 american had a great party, 3 pigs roasting on an open fire. |
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Whitewater!
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: New Zealand
Posts: 2,882
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Cardinal Sin
Death Penalty Levitation Elemental Forge Jeriactric Weapon Solomn Thunder Poor Man Lost His Dog Oooh yeah, savin the best til last ![]()
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,608
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hye why dont you think of one your self you ***
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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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Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
Posts: 2,199
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.....insulting yourself?
if you dont have a suggestion...why post in the thread?
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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