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03-21-2006, 05:44 PM
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Who's There?
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"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness." - Friedrich Nietzsche 
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03-21-2006, 06:16 PM
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The Who
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...  If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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#7384
03-21-2006, 07:00 PM
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Wise
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... If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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#7386
03-21-2006, 07:07 PM
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Someone six feet underground.
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I will bathe the starways in your blood.
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#7387
03-21-2006, 07:10 PM
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Corpse
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... If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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#7388
03-21-2006, 07:16 PM
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body bag
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how 'bout a nice greasy pork sandwich served inna dirty ashtray? Budduskey:i am the motherfucking shore patrol,motherfucker!i am the motherfucking shore patrol!give this man a beer. "Repent, Harlequin!" said the Ticktockman. "Get stuffed!" replied the Harlequin, sneering.
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#7389
03-21-2006, 07:17 PM
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Necrophillia...
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I will bathe the starways in your blood.
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#7390
03-21-2006, 07:22 PM
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Cold Ethyl
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... If you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance...Baffle 'em with bullshit My Karma ran over my Dogma God WAS my co-pilot...But, we crashed in the mountains and...I had to eat him I'm suffocating in what's become of me... The rancid remains of what I used to be
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