pmech
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What a slow 1000 that was... Oh well, 5 pips for moi. Huzzah!
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Journey - Dont Stop Believing
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It was liek that, but with a bike pump in my hand, and me smacking him in the nuts. Then I slapped him with my copy of the book
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My "friend" ruined the 2 big parts of this book for me. I was about to fucking kill him, but thought "What would Dumbledore do?" Fecker.
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<sniffle>, why are you laughing at my body?! Are you calling me fat??! IS THAT IT! I GET IT, YOU DONT LIKE ME
I watch you as you sleep.
Ditto <{POST_SNAPBACK}> same, half way done. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> 1/12th done. Only just got home from work. And I have been awake 33 hours straight... plus i will be reading all night long... and i work again at 9 am... so this is gonna be a sweet ass narcoleptic weekend
Worst. Actor. Ever. (Had to say it)
Did I ever tell you that I have been able, through meditation, to transform myself into the being of a banana? I wish Nice pics people I cant WAIT until the the Women's Rogers Cup in Toronto - I would KILL to see Sharapova play the day of my tickets
FUCKING YES! AHAHAHAHAH YES!
I want it.. after work.
Supertangas.com is a pay site - she gets paid They are like cam whores with slightly more class
It's too comical for a fight scene, what's with the break-dancing? <{POST_SNAPBACK}> It was a play on an old Bruce Lee movie, when he falls on the ground a lot. Same with the yellow and black striped suit.
House of Flying Daggers
Fire Coming Out Of A Monkey's Head Once upon a time at the foot of a shit mountain, there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived, their very existence a mystery to the rest of the world, obscured as it was by shit clouds. Here they played out their peaceful lives, innocent of the litany of excess and violence that was growing in the world below. To live in harmony with the spirit of the mountain called Monkey was enough. Then one day Strangefolk arrived in the town. They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses, but no one noticed them: they only saw shadows. You see, without the Truth of the Eyes, the Happyfolk were blind. Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home Jump back from behind them and shoot them in the head Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead, the dance of the dead, the dance of the dead In time, Strangefolk found their way into the high reaches of the mountain, and it was there that they found the caves of unimaginable Sincerity and Beauty. By chance, they stumbled upon the Place Where All Good Souls Come to Rest. The Strangefolk, they coveted the jewels in these caves above all things, and soon they began to mine the mountain, its rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world. Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happyfolk slept restlessly, their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls. Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain. Why was it bringing darkness into their lives? And as the Strangefolk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain, holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind that chilled the very soul of them up. For the first time, the Happyfolk felt fearful for they knew that soon the Monkey would soon stir from its deep sleep. And then came a sound. Distant first, it grew into castrophany so immense it could be heard far away in space. There were no screams. There was no time. The mountain called Monkey had spoken. There was only fire. And then, nothing. O little town in U.S.A, your time has come to see There's nothing you believe you want But where were you when it all came down on me? Did you call me now?
Still pondering.
Geto Boys - Damn It Feels Good to be a Gangster
