yer funny, you can't let a person bow out without pickin their last words aprt. gotta prove something don't ya. we traced our family tree back to...
hey, write a book.
what kind of cold medicine you on? can i have some......my fave line, 'and don't you dare pretend, yeah, that those horns weren't there to begin'
And for this, we pay taxes.
well lodui, i tried that site and it came up again no problem. by the sounds of it you don't need to read that kind of information anyway....
i think it's great. soon as i read it, it made me think of lou reed.
heres some evidence for you. www.cqs.com/50harm.html and as for the third world not having the luxury of being so finicky, what's that got to do...
aren't maggots associated with something dead.
first place we'll come looking for you then is halifax
As a direct result of humanitys' inabililty to reverse its accelerating technological advancement as its means for acquiring immense wealth and...
Any Seniors In The House Tonight Say Yeah!!!! Wave Your Teeth Like You Just Don't Caaare!!
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sneak the body into a macdonalds restaurant and ram a whole big mac down its gullet. those bastards can use all the bad publicity they can get
thirty plus years of hard core drinking under my belt. time of my life. i do miss it. five months now, not a drop. these days me and the boys (8...
i can tolerate an angry female until they set fire to the bedroom.
In my own pathetical wilderness of mind, I consume the fly shit food of fast industry. I fuel the rip-off. I justify the five dollar tag for...
Mechanized memories of intellectual beast puffing cigarrettes to maintain a level of production, to maintain the pursuit of an artificial...
How cunning I thought; you evoke passion from under my veil of pain, gaining swift and calculative entry through the window of my soul. You...
that so totally reminds me of this spot i found once on prince edward island. in the forest, an area that had been logged was now blanketed with...
i'm not real good at responding to positive comments. 'Scars', like most of my writing is born out of pain, hardship, regrets, big sadness and...
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