YOU WON'T THINK THEY'RE SO MINORWHEN YOU'RE TIED FACE-DOWN TO THE BROKEN RUINS OF YOUR DEMOLISHED HOUSE AND YOU FEEL YOURSELF RIPPED ASUNDER BY THEIR BARBED PHALLUSES AND THE BLOOD FLOWS AND YOU SCREAM BUT IT'S LOST IN THE SOUND OF THE PIPES AND THE ROARS OF THE DEMONS AND THE HISSING WHIRLWIND OF THE FIRE AS IT BURNS THE OXYGEN FROM YOUR LUNGS
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boris the spider,
Tue 19 Jan 2010, 22:53,
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