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Brain tumors!
There's always room for brain tumors:) |
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And J-e-l-l-o!!!!
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Jello with a little....WHOOPAH!! on top.
Whoopah! Pah, pah!!
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who arranged the shooting of Crab? Who shot him? What is bloodrayne hiding about her past? find out this and more tommorow and this sunday!
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None of that is important, seriously. What is important is what superpowers the Crab Zombie has! And what he does with those powers!
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crab zombie doesn't exist. crab saw what happened. he knows who tried to kill him. crab ghost exists
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Okay, then, as far as I can see...
THIS STORY SUCKS
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#38
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How about brain tumors MADE from Jello! (or Jello made from brain tumors) Either way it's sick |
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Two evil twins?? Madness I say...
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awesome start...
i'm totally in (if it's okay with the director) i could be the girl who falls in love with her brother, but doesn't know he's her brother. kinda like a luke and leia thing.
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