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Whatever
Join Date: Feb 2007
Posts: 274
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Whats the new system?
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we want information, information, information. who are you? the new number two. who is number one? you are number six. i am not a number, i am a free man. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. The answer is hidden in plain view. |
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ashes against the grain
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in ur user cp
you get little red or yellow pills
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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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Whatever
Join Date: Feb 2007
Posts: 274
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I don't see any pills. Is this refering to the old system, or the new one?
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we want information, information, information. who are you? the new number two. who is number one? you are number six. i am not a number, i am a free man. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. The answer is hidden in plain view. |
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ashes against the grain
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the new one
you dont have any pills because you ahvent been warned
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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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