(Wasp Boxlike a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 12:00,
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just add tinsel or a sprig of holly if you want to compo it
oh, and woo!
(Van Da Graphis sufferng wth an intermttent 'i' key,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 11:10,
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It's funny because he looks like a fat kid and is suddenly in absolute command of a country with the fourth-largest military in the world
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 11:12,
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It's completely to the script of a Bond film so far
things may get interesting
(JahledThree shades of black,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 11:19,
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There may be rockets
with friggin' lazers
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 11:19,
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Let us see..
The details of my life are quite inconsequential ... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a 15-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize; he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament ... My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon ... luge lessons ... In the spring, we'd make meat helmets ... When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds — pretty standard, really. At the age of 12, I received my first scribe. At the age of 14, a Zoroastrian named Vilmer ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum — it's breathtaking ... I suggest you try it
(JahledThree shades of black,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 11:42,
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Hahahaha
what?
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Wed 21 Dec 2011, 11:56,
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