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16-Jul-02/6:35 PM |
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I swear to god sometimes i think i've met you somewhere. Beelzebub is that you snookers. You remind me of those Australian red necks who hunt Kangaroo at night with their high-beams. Savy
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16-Jul-02/6:44 PM |
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This is by far the third testicle i have always wished for, bones analysis (capt. kirk 1963.) Geniussssssssssssssssssssssssss
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| Re: Birth in the Valley of Liquor by horus8 |
16-Jul-02/6:51 PM |
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Trust me i'm harmless. Harmless as an incubus.
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16-Jul-02/7:18 PM |
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The way you throw your last line is superb. You're one of the best flowers out of about twenty on this site. Mighty Mighty Boss tonessomeone fire carl Malone
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| Re: IT'S ONLY A JOB by horus8 |
16-Jul-02/11:46 PM |
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Well 80% of my income is from escorting socialites around lately(padst decade(17-27)). Practically everything i'm presented nowadays with is semi-erect. anxiously perched for strokably secret prediscovery. help me jesus i've been whored.
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| Re: Too late to live by liquidlama |
16-Jul-02/11:58 PM |
I love it but can we do something with the third line? For instance:
My fixed perception is in need of transpericy:Started then stopped shy of the he she:Forced to ponder why they shun me:Fuck it. It's fine how it is. I'm drunk e
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| Re: Pain by shwenatjadeflower |
17-Jul-02/12:07 AM |
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Pain has become the fissioned fuel in my lime green chevy nova. I'm feeling Alabama muscle car quick high on false courage. Joe likes dynamite. Local H rocks! Grand prize Monster truck!a
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17-Jul-02/12:13 AM |
If you wake up next to a hot young dorsel fin(male hustler tiger shark)
And you're in a seminary, and he woke up first to shower. Ley him deal with the guilt. Find your car and bee line baby..
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| Re: The Beggar by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. |
17-Jul-02/12:24 AM |
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Church-cafaterias (that's all they're really good for), salvaton army shelters, and my blue raincoat.. thay's all i need then i'm gone..well maybe this pen..Oh and that lamp, but that's it .That's all i need. then i'm outta here (A bad improved quote of steve martin in the jerk) Sheer capatalistic humor.t
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| Re: Gut Feeling, A Burst of by liquidlama |
17-Jul-02/12:29 AM |
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Ashte,r can be burroughs. I'll be Jack, and you can be Ginsberg, We'll make Dark Angel that little rat fucker that hungout, but no one can remember his name. Cuz baby, we're on the roadd
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| Re: Dear Dad by liquidlama |
17-Jul-02/12:37 AM |
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So, let me get this straight. mention dad. Light him up. and win big votes. The Dad's of America better check in cuz by my score they're sunk
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| Re: Purgatory of Consciousness by crims0ngh0st |
17-Jul-02/12:46 AM |
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I've got that game it's better than Devil may cry. (play stat 2) rocks, But nothing beats a couple of stand up pinball games in your playroom.. oh, and tempest.. oh, and foosball.. oh, and a six foot bong, nitros, a couple toungue hits, and forest Gump in three-d (just in case there's no spaghetti westerns on). a moment please for the outlaw Josey whales.f
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17-Jul-02/12:48 AM |
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Porpoise show at the mirage???
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| Re: The Advice by T. Becquerel |
17-Jul-02/12:54 AM |
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Simply put. True. Hedwig was right about her angry inch.
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| Re: my needs by itchiwitch |
17-Jul-02/1:02 AM |
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I wan't more, turn the screw counter clockwisea
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| Re: Gut Feeling, A Burst of by liquidlama |
17-Jul-02/1:43 AM |
Just cuz i can't recall his name(Hokne?') does not mean he wasn't good (i mean great like you, oh mighty shadow stretcher
Besides I thought you were snoozing. Don't you work? for christs saket
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| Re: ~Witchcraft~ by Lenore |
17-Jul-02/1:52 AM |
Chasing down forgotten times. Women star through chrystal eyes. Wart of toad and Druid hymns. Seek your spells amongst the wise. Walk the path of the grey. Cabalah
nights. Enochian days.Please refill my taco bell tray
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| Re: Hurting Heart by faded_twilight |
17-Jul-02/1:55 AM |
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The crying shall not cease. the action just turns inevitably invisible.y
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| Re: Untitled by Twisted Wizard |
17-Jul-02/1:58 AM |
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She'll keep changing masks until you choke her into cumming. And it's not a real orgasm unless she loses control and pees all over you.
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17-Jul-02/6:44 PM |
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Cum on.. They go to the planet virri where the missing sock goes. Kidnapped by the tall slender greys (along with good Arayan fetuses, so that the perfect race of the future will atleast have one good used pair of shoes and a sock))
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