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#52 (permalink) |
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ashes against the grain
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wtf my htread about me and my ego has been ruined by spatuals and ****ing vaccum cleaners, well seeing as its my thread why dont we discuss different types of rubber stoppers
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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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[DONNIE -X- DUKES] oojay
Join Date: Nov 2004
Location: Missouri, USA.
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rubber stopper=promiscuous woman?
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#55 (permalink) |
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ooh i know, washers
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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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#57 (permalink) |
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ashes against the grain
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a washer as in a metal device that is circualr with a cut out 0 in the centre, used in fixing one object to another
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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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#58 (permalink) |
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Dat's Der Bunny!
Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: Ireland
Posts: 1,085
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Like this
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