thats what they do, men...out like lightbulbs round moths. nothing flutters with out them. hear the sizzle, feel the breeze. the smells that float past they all know the thoughts. read them as they zip. care free souls. fun loving hipsters. shackle free and fancy. hostile to a degree i suppose. but we've never been ones to judge. not since that last time. the pirates got angry. I would say irate but the similarity between that and the name of their profession would dive them to greater distraction and they already want my guts to help keepup their socks.. which is strange considering they're mostly peg legged. I should never of swabbed the deck hand. that was my first mistake. never should i of been with the mop. twisted and old. hounded it was. a life of torment and misery first sappling then tree then les petite mortes de le petite arbre.
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arrangedletters,
Sun 5 Oct 2008, 4:09,
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I have recieved an e-mail like thatI tried to illustrate it for a compo once:
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Sun 5 Oct 2008, 4:17,
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pura faktz™my favourite spam was advertising hardcore porn but came accompanied with bible quotes saying how we are all sinners... I felt so conflicted.
i should sleep.
(i should sleep.
arrangedletters,
Sun 5 Oct 2008, 4:23,
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this is far funnier than it should be
AgentMuu hentai coordination,
Sun 5 Oct 2008, 7:58,
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sing spam, like it was some kind of dodgy indie songhave associates add a musical background
it'll be a hit :D
(it'll be a hit :D
discomeats This canoe,
Sun 5 Oct 2008, 4:45,
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