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Post by chaney on Nov 21, 2006 16:15:16 GMT -5
I'VE GOT A LOT OF FACE, I PUT MY FACE TO GOOD USE BY EATING CAKE WITH MY MONKEY FRIENDS.
AFTER WE EAT CAKE WE SPRAY EACHOTHER WITH GARDEN HOSES AND TRY TO PULL OUT EACHOTHERS TEETH. THE TEETH WON'T COME OUT SO WE SEW KITTENS TOGETHER.
LA LA LA LA LA. I HAVE A BIG OLD GUN AND I LIKE TO SHOOT. GIVE ME A REASON TO, O STAG OF MUCH SLAUGHTER AND BUTCHERING. YOUR MEAT WILL TASTE LIKE CANTELOPE AND THE VILLIAGE WILL KISS ME FOR MY EFFORT.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT A BIG OLD BEAUTIFUL THING THAT IS TODAY. OHHHHHHHHHHHH WHAT A BIG OLD BEAUTIFUL THING IN THE SYK THAT I CAN'T EXPLAIN. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IF A MAN COULD LIVE OFF THE FLESH OF HIS TOES THEN I COULD NOT BE CONSIDERED POOR. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
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Post by chaney on Nov 26, 2006 16:47:42 GMT -5
shit fuck shit fuck
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Post by godslovedevine on Nov 27, 2006 1:25:43 GMT -5
and i had a nipple of bout four years old,Girls lick broken glass cocks ra ra my nipple got kicked out of my house today, ra ra ja ru ru and peasants with leprocy dance a gay jig with kings of mountan tops and smoke a whole crop of my broken glass cock.
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Post by godslovedevine on Nov 27, 2006 1:31:08 GMT -5
ra ra i am the best ra ra, murderer ru ra ra i am the best ra ra, murderer ru
aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
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Post by chaney on Nov 27, 2006 5:36:05 GMT -5
FUCKING PUKE BATS.
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Post by paradoxicalgoat on Nov 28, 2006 0:04:08 GMT -5
I cough too much and I don't desire to be Chaney's shadow anymore. That is why I am buying an incandescent light.
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Post by chaney on Nov 28, 2006 2:13:03 GMT -5
Don't worry Jeremy, I've never cast a shadow.
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Post by godslovedevine on Dec 2, 2006 15:23:55 GMT -5
my gravity hurts?
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Post by gordon's humongous wang on Dec 5, 2006 0:36:19 GMT -5
But gravities a construction that's designed to keep you down. Dont give into it
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Post by chaney on Dec 9, 2006 16:18:43 GMT -5
Down is up and Gordon's penis is so wide it must be a vagina.
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Post by paradoxicalgoat on Dec 19, 2006 14:39:55 GMT -5
up is but counter-gravitational. Nothing is of import, because nothing is real. Only a temporary thing that flits by and then I get high. At the end of it, I feel unfit to care. Once gone what were these moments? Once gone what was I. Eventually my mind will be sirus.
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Post by chaney on Dec 19, 2006 16:43:42 GMT -5
I'm not sure if you meant Sirius or Osiris, but either one's good I guess.
Suffice to say I think you give the senses of man too much credit.
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