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Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: An island in the deep blue pacific.
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One for the new form
I drank a gallon of milk
To test my general ilk But it made my stomache rage life is a digestive cage |
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Join Date: May 2004
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Join Date: May 2004
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and then all of a sudden the lights went out
due to the screams, the shouts, the runnning about. |
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and then all of a sudden the lights went out
due to the screams, the shouts, the runnning about. the lights came back on, all eyes were on jack |
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and then all of a sudden the lights went out
due to the screams, the shouts, the runnning about. the lights came back on, all eyes were on jack: "you set 'em up lloyd, and i'll knock 'em back." Last edited by zero : 10-06-2005 at 06:15 AM. |
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Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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"What's that sound?" She asked, as one red eye
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"What's that sound?" She asked, as one red eye
swivelled round. "heartbeat" was his reply. |
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Amateur Human
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: The Hills north of Mouseland, sunny FLA.
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"What's that sound?" she asked, as one red eye
swivelled round. "Heartbeat," was his reply. "Nonsense," cracked the lady, "Do pray tell, If that's in fact the case, then what's that smell?"
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The limo's window opened. A gun
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frustrated frustule
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: An island in the deep blue pacific.
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The limo's window opened. A gun
threatened to reduce the evenings' great fun. |
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Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: Suzhou, China, city of canals
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The limo's window opened. A gun
threatened to reduce the evenings' great fun. But the pistol misfired and the targets danced on
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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The limo's window opened. A gun
threatened to reduce the evenings' great fun. But the pistol misfired and the targets danced on Each unaware of the non-denouement.
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frustrated frustule
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: An island in the deep blue pacific.
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The male peacock with his fanning flare, invites
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Amateur Human
Join Date: Aug 2005
Location: The Hills north of Mouseland, sunny FLA.
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The male peacock with his fanning flare, invites
All females with romantic appetites
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Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, at the sea-down's edge between windward and lee, walled round with rocks as an inland island, the ghost of a garden fronts the sea.
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The peacock with his fanning flare, invites
All females with romantic appetites He struts across the emerald lawn and then
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