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faster than rolf harris can pull a string of anal beads out o steve irwin's ass |
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faster than r kelly at a miss junior high pageant |
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#2 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,617
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hmm 5
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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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