*Claps*
Everytime you blog you make cause someone to die from rape...
*dons raping jacket*
I'll be back shortly
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:17,
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is that like a smoking jacket
only with more bodily fluid stains?
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Jadeviper was still alive on, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:20,
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Pretty much
it's easily cleanable too...
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:24,
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before the end of tonight
some, or all, of these people will have been set on fire and bumraped...
/ning sir
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the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:21,
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It's what they would've wanted...
'ning, sir...how goes it?
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:25,
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Meh monday
but good weekend. apart from accidentally hearing Dido. and you?
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the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:27,
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Yeah not bad
Met Mykey and Johnny Catfish in Reading on Saturday...was highly hungover from Friday, got to Reading station and had to dash to the bogs to chuck up. Beers wasn't going down very well that night.
Fuck....Dido!? You have my sympathies...
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:30,
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I'd say rather
that every time you
spam your blog, someone dies from rape.
I blog, but I would never make anyone read it.
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Comma, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:21,
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OK this sounds fairer
I could end up quite quite exhausted otherwise
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:22,
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fuck off
you have the stamina of an Ox
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Wicca'd Witch needs ideas for a new sig on..., Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:29,
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True
but that's a lot of people...and the police may become suspicious of my ever increasing pation taking up half of Berkshire
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:33,
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Well they have to learn sometime...
it's a harsh fact of life...like that terrible moment when you find out hamsters can't fly...
*Weeps at the memory*
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Benny Tied To A Tree As much use as Anne Frank's drumkit, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:27,
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you poor dear,
you must have been scarred for life
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Hidden Mouse, Sleeping Kitten Gromada? Gromada!, Mon 4 Jul 2005, 21:29,
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