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This red-neck guy I work with uses it in reference to anal sex. Umm...hope that wasn't too much info...:o 
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09-25-2004, 05:19 PM
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respect my authority, Cartman kicks ass
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i get this ache and i thought it was for sex, but its to tear everything to fucking pieces
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09-25-2004, 05:35 PM
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We bow down in respect, great master n00b!! Now get the fuck outta here 'fore we decide to get up!
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Death is but a door. Time is but a window. "Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." – Dr. Seuss "Someone called actors 'sculptors in snow.' Very apt. In the end, it's all nothing." – Vincent Price The Oldest and Stongest Emotion of Man is Fear- H.P Lovecraft Six bottles went down the drain One hour's a waste of time I'd ask if you feel the same Still pushin that chance to try Your breath in this cool room chill Long hair that blows side to side You speak and make time stand still And each time you walk right on by
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09-25-2004, 06:52 PM
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09-25-2004, 08:08 PM
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FUCKA DAN RATHER (from the whole 3 minutes i watched about it, its alot like the NYtimes shitty journalism... or was it LAtimes... FUCK)
my mom calls any kind of underwear (including briefs, boxers) panties. so she yells to my brother "PUT AWAY YOUR PANTY" and he gets pissed off especialyl when his friends r here :) crazy foreigner GDIS
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09-25-2004, 08:41 PM
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boobie CPT
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09-25-2004, 09:47 PM
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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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