Thom: Dude, she was freakin hot. I think I heard the chorus of sweet sweet angels.
Flake: No, it was Satan's sweet sweet baritone.
Live it. . . Love it. . . Kill for it
Friday, October 9, 2009
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Rantings of the Disturbed
shopping Sprees, RPG’s, ecstasy, atrophy, genocide, "pimp my ride", politize, euphemize, injustice everywhere, apathy, I don’t care, hurricanes and climate change; Huh! Therapy, I won’t tell, rehab = LOL, worldwide calamity, TV reality, euthanize, supersize, death squads and boob jobs, VIP infamy, gratify instantly.
in what a world we live
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I deny everything.
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