Ever since I saw and pretended to read Watership Down, I have had a great fear of rabbits.Got crazy eyes and now knives. The hammer of hell was a poor choice, Mr. Penguin.
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I smash things in my sleep uruk-hai ...and I'll look low. Now where'd they go?,
Sat 20 Aug 2011, 1:42,
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the more I look at itthe more I want to colour it in like Mallets Mallet
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Steerable_forehead Our Lady of Blessed Acceleration,don't fail me now,
Sat 20 Aug 2011, 1:46,
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