Nah I was done but I'll put a separator for you. Probably shoulda made separate post but you still might nota understood it.Originally Posted by Barbarossa
Nah I was done but I'll put a separator for you. Probably shoulda made separate post but you still might nota understood it.Originally Posted by Barbarossa
Last edited by Busyman; 02-22-2006 at 05:58 PM.
Silly bitch, your weapons cannot harm me. Don't you know who I am? I'm the Juggernaut, Bitchhhh!
Flies Like An Arrow, Flies Like An Apple
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This thread made me go do something other than read this thread.
That's the way the potato mashes.
That's the way the pan flashes.
That's the way the market crashes.
That's the way the whip lashes.
That's the way the teeth gnashes.
/hawtest yet
My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian woman named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
You look like peterpan before rehab
My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian woman named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
Last edited by tesco; 02-22-2006 at 11:56 PM.
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