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winger - seventeen
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Sublime - Doin Time
Actually, I am in central, just as bad. |
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Topic:
singer brain tease - part 4
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Dave Grohl of the foo fighters
still the best damned drummer though, back in the day of Nirvana |
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Lords of Acid - I must increase my bust
Not too much Ra, just about to hit the sack, I have to be at work at 0400 |
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Barbus
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Tue 06/03/08 10:21 PM
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I like minotuars, medium rare, just kidding Draven, its just you resmeble a bull, and all I can think about is a steak right now, smothered in onions and a baked potato on the side.
anyways, there is a boat by the dock that I shall be sleeping on, if anybody needs me, I just need a couple hours rest. *picks up his toolbox and heads for the door* |
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Topic:
singer brain tease - part 4
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damn Ra, you got me thinkin hard now, does this count?
Zevon, Warren |
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apollo 440 - Ain't talkin bout dub
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I feel like the walking dead, I have to get some rest, or maybe I will be the walking dead
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harvey danger - flagpole sitta
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Barbus Yawns and looks at his watch, and begins to think about getting some shut eye on the dock near the tavern.
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Ahh, you have good taste, that was a wood elf, I was just learning the "Stone" spell, but, didn't release him in time, oh well, makes a good statue. He broke a rule at a camp near the temple of Ra, the night before the raid, and I was merely trying to punnish him.
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It will be forgotten soon, just like every other thing I bring here, look at those statues over there, covered in dust. And the flower pots outside, with no flowers, reminds me of a holiday present if you ask me, give the kid a toy, and in five minutes, it will either be broken, or forgotten about.
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Topic:
singer brain tease - part 4
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Willie Nelson
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Wham! - Wake me up
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I could imagine poisoned tips for combat
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Topic:
singer brain tease - part 4
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Wyclef
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Topic:
singer brain tease - part 4
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Matthew Sweet
Sup Joyce? |
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I was thinking they were threaded on, kinda like a wood screw molded into the middle, and they were screwed into your horns.
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His loss
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