| Re: I Hate You by mytenderrage |
29-Jul-02/4:08 PM |
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now that was worth the build up. d.a. you have summed the sum. ur still an asl but with a monumental point.beak on bachus.beak on
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| Re: I Hate You by mytenderrage |
29-Jul-02/4:41 PM |
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Actually. he does (d.a). bored w/real job probably got left a little money by an underappreciated genius uncle who liked to squander cash in turkish opium dens. But good lord sweetheart develop an area of your mind for ridiculous feedback. no BFD right. you'll be okay. try a cucumber avacado face mask & oatmeal. touch of lemon juice for the hair, go outside get some sun..and vualla. relish. s
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| Re: So Cold by mytenderrage |
29-Jul-02/4:47 PM |
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Jesus christ razora you're beating a dead cat let off i think i want to keep the liver, but if you keep twisting her like that she'll be useless to me for "hemoglobin tea" (excellent remedy for herpes and mooseknuckle drip)
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| Re: Dead Eye by kthulah |
29-Jul-02/5:13 PM |
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i am searching with my good eye closed, and doing my worst jesus christ pose.??
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| Re: Perfect by mytenderrage |
29-Jul-02/5:26 PM |
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the sharks have come to smell your work. they have left nothing for me, but a raven crushed stain upon the road 18 mls. south of davenport, your beak is bent and pointing south east. follow. follow the 'hoof' its shape is right(write)o
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| Re: Death and the Non-Scanning Poem by tooniron |
29-Jul-02/5:34 PM |
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were you in the philidelphia brig too. 1992 tranport, next brig Norfolk. woodshop and softball was our life. god bless the guy(EM1 jason conners, an admirals son. he was in love with a female prisoner at the end of the hall. she was his roxanne, i the whisperer in his ear) who could beat out the star spangled banner with his head on the wall in the cell next to me. kept me in time with the silence
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| Re: I Hate You by mytenderrage |
29-Jul-02/5:38 PM |
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i had to go back and read this again..i'm sorry, but do i know you???
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| Re: Have you ever heard of William Carlost Williams 24 by notule |
29-Jul-02/5:59 PM |
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You'; cahn't wr'ite' fo[r shi.te. then again who can? the 'hoof' has pointed you must 658757869 as soon as possible'
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| Re: Numbless by OneFingerAnswer |
29-Jul-02/6:26 PM |
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Professor Bird, you have your finger on the pulse of the sasquatch. what now...s
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| Re: My days work by lucky_cmc |
29-Jul-02/6:44 PM |
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your journal is in the second hand drawer on the left of your bed under the big jugs magazine and corn-nuts. could you please keep it out of my field of vision lest i be forced to apply my tongue like a canabalistic blind pigmy, head hunting little daydreamers to lick and read their acne scarred faces with my brail detecting tongue (my retard lashing flagella) i know where the short bus picks you up, and i have a highly accurate blowgun. beware of shifting bambo. and the hard blow.p
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| Re: I Hate You by mytenderrage |
29-Jul-02/6:50 PM |
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he controls the flow of beak in and out of this country. but that is neither here nor there. beak is everywhere. 'hoof' on the other hand is great for smegma burns, if you want formula press F8 then duck. hold on. it gets bumpy???
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| regarding some deleted poem... |
29-Jul-02/7:03 PM |
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now do i get a choice of filling "your shoes" or could it be the shoes of one of your most well described characters...hmmm.i take.. crack head. you fail. for whining. but if you'll give me two days in your shoes i will humbly accept that if it comes with soy sayce
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| Re: Ah! That Love Would'st Lead Me by EggbertShootsFire |
29-Jul-02/7:37 PM |
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Eggy poo.. friends with Blake aye..figures..i bet you guys hang out at B daltons and read whitman and frost until your little pee pee's get all overwraught with pubescent tension. you were made for eachother "ah that love would lead" me to impale myself upon the "writhing flower". "pierced me through". fucking "shameless tears", "but alas". i nodded out sixteen times during this pile of "witty" scrutum fungus. fell into my candle at my desk, and have burned off half my hair. i am a mason.i have brothers. we know were you guys hide the gerbals. the hoof is waiting. you fail.
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| Re: Ah! That Love Would'st Lead Me by EggbertShootsFire |
29-Jul-02/7:48 PM |
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p.s you do not shoot fire, eggbert, you shoot kale fluffy green kale into the iguana aquariums at a petco somewhere in fallon,nv. you have a hang-nail that never goes away, and your mother would make you wear the hush-puppies with the scuff proof toes (almost until sixth grade) your dad works at the ford plant. and your brother has been giving you wedgies since you can remember for no particular reason other than the fact that you are a "hopeless romantic" that will never get laid cuz u sound like a self righteous twit. the more well read you try to sound, the more comic book you display. "Look down", see that? thats my hoof mocking your sugar shorts.o
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| regarding some deleted poem... |
29-Jul-02/10:11 PM |
Sorry, had to order some wine before i read...there.. this thing just keeps flipping like an embryo you must have been reading D.thomas last night. look at you you're skipping all over the screen like a frickin gay Black Marlin on a 100lb test line somewhwere off of todos santos.
Nice work ASL, but i have two more glasses to go before i could even bagin to remotely understand this..wait i sec..be right back
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| Re: My days work by lucky_cmc |
29-Jul-02/10:23 PM |
I withdraw the hoof, and present you with sparrow beak, fear not my son it will grow hard and strong and fast..like a hawk...like a hawk headed god's beak. you have a humble heart, and are forgiven.
Whoooh! hold everything, sorry "divinity complex" leak. overdose...to much beak...go-in-g down. ha..ha.. scared you uh..i'm a quick little fucker, but never mind me kid let's talk about you. being bored's okay just put some fuckin passion into it, do it for hours as if it was your guitar or girlfriend. fucking write to save your life, or not at all. luv horus8 ps drink more wine.predator.eye.androgynous.hole
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| Re: untitled #2 by venusdemilo |
29-Jul-02/11:03 PM |
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sweety you were so much sexier last week when you didn't say a anything..you just held me shhh..just hold me there..like that..now squeeze your fingers into my hair and make a fist. there you go. 4.
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| regarding some deleted poem... |
29-Jul-02/11:06 PM |
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ouch..geez. bad sex, no. crazy fingers yes. i guess both of us. you for going there and me for following
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| Re: Honeymoon by DevilTmptrss |
29-Jul-02/11:07 PM |
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my grandmother's cockerspaniels were stuck like that for hours
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| regarding some deleted poem... |
29-Jul-02/11:48 PM |
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you are truly a sister fucking redneck. die. your beak is "for kids"( quote provided by the trix bunny and fuller the pill that makes your tits squish
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