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you think tahts bad you should see the neighbors cat
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08-14-2004, 07:09 PM
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Wasn't my idea. ;)
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08-14-2004, 07:10 PM
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Dear god!!! Is that what that is?!?!
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08-14-2004, 11:54 PM
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revel in it! drink blood by the gallons,taste of human flesh,swell the numbers of my tribe.you know...the usual!:D
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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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08-15-2004, 03:56 AM
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I would go and hunt down all those miserly Lottery winners of umpteenth millions and bite them hard so that they would appreciate the value of their money and spend a lot more of it -
then I would go and find myself a stunning lady werewolf and produce lots of little wolves to do the same.....!!!:D
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08-15-2004, 05:14 AM
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I guess.... do what werewolves do.
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I would go and play basketball for my high school team , and then dance on the roof of my dads van while driving down the street...................Oh wait that was Teen Wolf.
Probably howl at the moon, mate with the hott female wolves, lick my balls (cos' I can) right on the living room floor in front of guests. And invest in some good flea powder.
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08-15-2004, 11:07 AM
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