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View Poll Results: Best AFI album | |||
Answer That & Stay Fashionable |
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3 | 6.82% |
Very Proud Of Ya |
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1 | 2.27% |
Shut Your Mouth & Open Your Eyes |
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5 | 11.36% |
Black Sails In The Sunset |
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6 | 13.64% |
Art Of Drowning |
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5 | 11.36% |
Sing The Sorrow |
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16 | 36.36% |
Decemberunderground |
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3 | 6.82% |
All Hallows E.P. |
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5 | 11.36% |
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#141 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
Posts: 2,222
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^Don't like 'em, or have a contribution to the thread at least (like a reason why you don't like them), then don't enter a thread with their name in the title.
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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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#148 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
Posts: 2,222
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^He probably had never even heard of AFI before Sing the Sorrow came out.
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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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#149 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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i like that album, but i really like answer that
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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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