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Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2010 9:36 pm
So you think you've got balls?! (Not really >->....)
I've never been so surgically maimed!
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 6:58 am
"Amber please, it's not that bad."
"The folks at home would like to learn your thoughts and views about..."
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 3:46 pm
"Zydrate use, and it's abuses!"
"Is heredity the culprit can I stop it or am I a ____?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 8:01 pm
Slaaaaavveee?!
So why care for these.....
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2010 9:38 pm
Petty obsessions your designer heart still beats with common blood and what if you could have genetic perfection would you change who you are if you could.
Oops got caught up in the song there...
Incrociò in volo la freccia di un, Arcier
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 10:32 am
Lungo Le CosteDi Lava Per Anni, Pensando Di Essere Inseguito Scappa Dalla Freccia
(Hehe... Lungo...)
Dad! Let her stay in here!
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 11:52 am
No she's leaving!
Please hide her here!
Momma drama's got to go dad!
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:47 pm
Seventeen! Nothin's gonna' bring her back!
(speaking of this: go on youtube and find "Daddy's Girl's A ******** Monster: behind 'seventeen'" or something of that sort. Terrance Zdunich has a beard..... he looks like a mountain man....)
Cause' No One Crosses GeneCo!
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 8:31 pm
no not even repo!
I'll stain the streets they'll run with blood.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 11:22 am
"At the opera tonight!"
"I've never be so surgically maimed!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 2:54 pm
"Amber please! It's not that bad."
I'm the masked horror on your street corner...
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 3:38 pm
--Anorexic beauty queen, with painted eyes so toxic...--
Make your momma mourn ya!
I'm here to earn my cure!
--...Flowers painted on her back, centerfold erotic--
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 9:24 pm
Your cure? Is that what this is about?!
b***h, Pay me!
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 11:29 am
Later.....
Okay. See you later.
Where ya going? Stay here, there are ways for me to pay dear, other than dough.
I'll stain the streets......
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Posted: Fri Feb 12, 2010 6:32 pm
they'll run with blood at the opera tonight
Cos we all end up in a tiny pine box, a mighty small prop in a might dark plot
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