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word
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Gorgasm- Fisticunt

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Ejaculating cum-drenched fist
To punch her in the face
My next victim to engorge them
With my lusting ways

Grab this bitch by it's wrist
Ripping her asshole wide
Drill out the hole with malicious intent
Whole forearm swallowed
Feeling the sphincter contract with dismay

Spitting in the open crater
Fingers forced in the knuckles
Plunging deeper as I'm raping
Leave the pussy ripped and gaping
Boring and coring her snatch is engorging
Filled with my fist as I punch her hole

Spread your cunt
I'll fist fuck you bitch
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i love you
you love me
we're a happy family
with a great big hug
and a kiss from me to you
won't you say you love...me...too !
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Wu-tang: Shame on a nigga

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Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck- I FUCK yo' ass up! What?

(HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!)

Verse One: Ol Dirty Bastard, Method Man, Raekwon the Chef

Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut!
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot!
BLAOW! How you like me now? Don't fuck the style
Ruthless wild!
Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the FUCK out?
Wanna get on it like that, well then shout!

Yo RZA, yo razor!
Hit me with the major
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor
Gunnin, hummin comin atcha
First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat-cha
You could never capture the Method Man's stature
For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master
my style? Never! I put the fucking buck in the wild kid, I'm terror
Razor sharp, I sever
the head from the shoulders, I'm better
than my compeda, you mean competitor, whadeva!
Let's get together

[Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buckwild with the tri-BLAOW!]

I react so thick, I'm phat, and YO!
Rae came blowing and blew off ya headphones black
Rap from yo Cali to Texas
Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to WRECK this
Brothers approach and half step, but ain't heard
HALF of it yet, and I bet you're not a fuckin vet
So, when you see me on the real, formin like Voltron
Remember I got deep like a Navy Seal!

Chorus:

[Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
I'll FUCK YOUR ASS UP!]

Verse Two: Ol Dirty Bastard

Yo...!
I come with that ol' loco
Style from my vocal
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals
I'm no joker! Play me as a joker
Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya!
Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway
Be like, "Warriors! Come out and playiyay!"
Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
Dirty, I keep shit stinks in my drawers
So I can get fzza-funky for yah
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH!
Here comes the Tiger verse Crane!
Ow, be like wild with my style
Punk! You playing me, chump, you get DUMPED
WU! Is comin THROUGH! At a theatre near YOU!
And get funk like a SHOE!
What?!
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Ben wrote:Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck- I FUCK yo' ass up! What?

(HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!)
I didn't have the patience to read the whole thing more than once, but... I have no idea what the hell those lyrics mean.
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us. - Rabindranath Tagore
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.......
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.
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.......
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.
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My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
That'll stab you in the head
whether you're a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate fags? The answer's "yes"
Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobic
Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
That's my motherfuckin balls, you'd better let go of em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get hold of em
Hey, it's me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mail
Get it? Checkin the 'male'?
How many records you expectin to sell
after your second LP sends you directly to jail?
C'mon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men
Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital
Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom can't neither
You can't teach me a goddamn thing cause
I watch TV, and Comcast cable
and you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me from toppin these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin each March
with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards
Duhhh, and to think, it's just little ol' me
Mr. "Don't Give A Fuck," still won't leave

I'm a CRIMINAL
Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime
to tell em what's on my mind - I guess I'm a CRIMINAL
but I don't gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird
and keep goin, I don't take shit from no one

My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed
The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed
It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
Don't dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me
I'm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed
But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker
than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word ...
My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral
Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk
Off of his own employee
Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me
You can't miss me, I'm white, blonde-haired
and my nose is pointy
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
in plane crashes and laughs
As long as it ain't happened to him
Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Em
-inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniac's in
Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldn't make it today
He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place
(Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face
Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place
I told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put away
I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?
I'm a CRIMINAL

Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker
get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there
[Em] Aight
I'll be right here waitin on you
[Em] Aight
Yo Em
[Em] What?!
Don't kill nobody this time
[Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck...
(whistling) how you doin'?
[Teller] HI, how can I help you?
[Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl
[Teller] Okay
[Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch
and I won't kill you!
[Teller] What? Oh my god, don't kill me
[Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around...
[Teller] Don't kill me, please don't kill me...
[Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fuckin kill you
Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you!

Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet {*dog whines*}
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nuts
tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ain't brave enough
to say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut {*tape unrolls*}
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if it's not a rapper that I make it as
I'ma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask
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Y'know that I want your loving,
but my logic tells me that it aint never gonna happen,
and then my defenses say I didn't want it anyway,
but you know sometimes I'm a liar.
Could you ever want me to love you?
Could you ever want me to care?
Disregard my nervousness,
please ignore my vacant stares,
'cause just what I've been through,
is nothing like where I'm going to.

Give me some sign to pursue,
a promise,
and you're unhappy.
...This is only a guess...

Do you know what it's like to hate
when it's way down deep inside?
Oh god, I hate what's been done to my life.
I could rule the pain,
I could rule the night,
or would I ruin my salvation,
ruin my mind.
Rule your pains,
rulers of the night,
ruin your salvation,
ruin your mind.

Y'know that I want your loving,
but then Mr Logic tells me that it aint never gonna happen,
and then my defenses say I didn't want it anyway,
but you know sometimes I'm a liar.
Could you ever want me to love you?
Could you ever want me to care?
Disregard my nervousness,
please ignore my vacant stares,
'cause just what I've been through,
is nothing like where I'm going to.

Give me some sign to pursue,
a promise,
a promise,
and you're unhappy,
and you're unhappy,
and you're unhappy,
and you're unhappy.
...This is only a guess...
There are two means of refuge from the misery of life - music and cats.
- - - Albert Schweitzer

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word, Irrylath.
word and a half.
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miss directed - atrocity

Neon lights, erecting sight
Welcome to the flesh-bemal scene
XXX Psychopaths
Going for nother aim
Control me, dominate me
Entering the pits of Mistress D.
Walking through the chamber-light
Tonight is Miss Directed-night
Miss Directed, Miss Directed, please me
Miss Directed, Miss Directed, teach me, how
Oh my tough leather queen
I lick your Makepeace submissively
Groveling before a dungeon-chain
Absurb wishes of sexual pain
Show me methods of torture
Sadistic lessons all I need
You hurt me, you whip me
You give me just everything
Miss Diorected, Miss Directed, lease me
Miss Directed, Miss Directed, teach me
Miss Directed from behind, Miss Directed all the night
Miss Directed bring me up
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We roll tonight
To the guitar bite
Yeah, yeah, oh

Stand up and be counted
For what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
Hail hail to the good times
'Cause rock has got the right of way
We ain't no legend, ain't no cause
We're just livin' for today

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you

We rock at dawn on the front line
Like a bolt right out of the blue
The sky's a-light with the guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight

For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
Yes we do
For those about to rock, we salute you

Oooh, salute!
Oooh, ooooh yeah

We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire
Ready and aimed at you
Pick up your balls and load up your cannon
For a twenty-one gun salute

For those about to rock - fire
We salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
Those about to rock - fire
We salute you
Fire
We salute you
We salute you
Come on, whooa
For those about to rock, we salute you

Shoot, shoot

For those of you, for those who rock
Yeah
(Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.)

We salute you
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

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RIP Mr. Reed :whine:
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turn the lights down low and close the door, oh future is coming future risin' whoa shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead with both eyes open i wait up for the kill feel the evil feel the heat as i blast you open death comes ripping and it's going, death comes ripping you feel the heat as death comes ripping rip your back out and death comes ripping out flesh and blood to weak for you turnin' it over a little too late to penetrate death comes ripping and it's going death comes ripping you feel the heat as death comes ripping it'll rip your back out death comes ripping and it's going, death comes ripping you feel the heat as death comes ripping you rip your back out death comes ripping and it goes, death comes ripping out whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa
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The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin
That's what I said.
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read.
My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo.
I love to sink her with my pink torpedo.

Big bottom
Big bottom
Talk about bum cakes,
My gal's got 'em.
Big bottom,
Drive me out of my mind.
How can I leave this behind?

I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean.
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday
You know what I mean.
My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game's waiting there inside her tights

Big bottom
Big bottom
Talk about mud flaps
My gal's got 'em.
Big bottom
Drive me out of my mind.
How can I leave this behind?
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:
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Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,
They slither while they pass, they slip away across the universe
Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind,
Possessing and caressing me.
Jai guru deva om
Nothing’s gonna change my world,
Nothing’s gonna change my world.
Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes,
That call me on and on across the universe,
Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box they
Tumble blindly as they make their way
Across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing’s gonna change my world,
Nothing’s gonna change my world.
Sounds of laughter shades of earth are ringing
Through my open views inviting and inciting me
Limitless undying love which shines around me like a
Million suns, it calls me on and on
Across the universe
Jai guru deva om
Nothing’s gonna change my world,
Nothing’s gonna change my world.
There are two means of refuge from the misery of life - music and cats.
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With Their Flesh, He'll Create ~ GORGUTS

God itself, for him has always been
A stupid, grotesque person worthless to believe in
With the help of his sick morbidous studies
He denied god's existence with demented theories

He can revive, imortalize
The coldest flesh now dead for a while

Limbs of those forgotten
Structures his creation
Which now awaits
The omnious resurrection

The light of life, through his syringe glows
Soon, in the veins the soul will flow
Injections in a body once deceased... Re-animates
The flesh-made puzzle soon will start to breathe
Regenerate

Removing stiffness in every limb
Metabolism of life has started from within


Terrified, he beholds
The rise of his creation
Guided by an artificial soul
Zombified, uncontrolled

With their flesh, he'll create...
With their flesh, he'll create...

Remnants of the dead
Structured his creation
Which has failed
The omnious resurrection
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Lullaby

She grew up with the children of the stars in the Hollywood hills and the boulevard
Her parents threw big parties, everyone was there
They hung out with folks like Dennis Hopper, Bob Seger, Sonny and Cher
Now, she feels safe in the bar on Fairfax
And from the stage I can tell that
She can't let go and she can't relax
And just before she hangs her head to cry
I sing to her a lullaby, I sing everything's gonna be all right
Rockabye, rockabye
She still lives with her mom outside the city
Down that street about a half a mile
And all her friends tell her she's so pretty
But she'd be a whole lot prettier if she smiled once in a while
'Cause even her smile looks like a frown
She's seen her share of devils in this angel town
But, everything's gonna be all right
Rockabye, rockabye
I told her I ain't so sure about this place
It's hard to play a gig in this town and keep a straight face
Seems like everyone here's got a plan
It's kind of like Nashville with a tan
But, everything's gonna be all right
Rockabye, rockabye
Everything's gonna be all right
Rockabye, rockabye
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The Chipmunks (Alvin, Simon, Theodore)
Christmas Song

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for cheer
We've been good, but we can't last
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast
Want a plane that loops the loop
Me, I want a hula hoop
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.


Want a plane that loops the loop
I still want a hula hoop
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.
We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us. - Rabindranath Tagore
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sail away

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Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now

Crazy skies all wild above me now
Winter howling at my face
And everything I held so dear
Disappeared without a trace
Oh all the times I've tasted love
Never knew quite what I had
Little Darling if you hear me now
Never needed you so bad
Spinning round inside my head

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now

I've been talking drunken gibberish
Falling in and out of bars
Trying to find some explanation here
For the way some people are
How did it ever come so far

Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
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.......
Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.
Seattle Death Metal

U2 - Love Rescue Me

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Love rescue me
Come forth and speak to me
Raise me up and don't let me fall
No man is my enemy
My own hands imprison me
Love rescue me

Many strangers have I met
On the road to my regret
Many lost who seek to find themselves in me
They ask me to reveal
The very thoughts they would conceal
Love rescue me

And the sun in the sky makes a shadow of you and I
Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea
I'm here without a name in the palace of my shame
Love rescue me

In the cold mirror of a glass
I see my reflection pass
I see the dark shades of what I used to be
I see the purple of her eyes
The scarlet of my lies
Love rescue me

And the sun in the sky makes a shadow of you and I
Stretching out as the sun sinks in the sea
I'm hanging on by my thumbs
I'm ready for whatever comes
Love rescue me

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Yet I will fear no evil
I have cursed they rod and staff
They no longer comfort me
Love rescue me

I've conquered my past
The future is here at last
I stand at the entrance
To a new world I can see
The ruins to the right of me
Will soon have lost sight of me
Love rescue me
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Why Don't You Do Right

You had plenty money 1922
You let other women make a fool of you
Why don't you do right
Like some other men do?

Why don't you get out of here and
Bring me some money too.

Sitting there wondering what it's all about
If you ain't got no money they are going to
Put you out
Why don't you do right
Like some other men do?

Why don't you get out of here and
Bring me some money too.

I fell for your jive and I took you in
Now all you offer me's a fifth of gin
Why don't you do right
Like some other men do?
Why don't you get out of here and
Bring me some money too.

Not sure who did it originally, but I love the version that Rasputina does...
What, are you gonna fuck me when I'm when dead?


[b]Turns out sex is messy[/b]. After good sex? Whew... all sorts of sticky funk goin' on. Girly fluids and cherry flavored love lube and spermicide and semen and saliva all over everything. It's like a rape kit exploded or something equally insane. Reeks like sweat and latex and lust. Damn, gettin' kinda turned on here.
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i a u2 kinda mood

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Wow, after I jumped, it occured to me: life is perfect. Life is the best, full of magic and beauty, opportunity and television, and surprises, lots of surprises, yeah. And then there's the best stuff, of course, better than anything anyone ever made up 'cause it's real.

You take a stranger by the hand
A man who doesn't understand his wildest dreams
You walk across the dirty sand
And offer him an ocean of what he's never seen

Maybe I was blind
Or I might have closed my eyes
Maybe I was dumb
But what forgot to say
If you didn't know
Is never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go
Never let me go

You run from love and don't believe
Unless it catches you by the heel
And even then, you struggle
From red island across the strand
Your footprints still there in the sand
Everything else washed away

I may not be alone
Or I may have found my home
I may have lost my way
But what I forgot to say
If you didn't know
Is never let me go
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And the angel of the lord came unto me, snatching me up from my place of slumber. And took me on high, and higher still until we moved to the spaces betwixt the air itself. And he brought me into a vast farmlands of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay a million voices full of fear. And terror possesed me then. And I begged, "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said unto me, "These are the cries of the carrots, the cries of the carrots! You see, Reverend Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them it is the holocaust." And I sprang from my slumber drenched in sweat like the tears of one million terrified brothers and roared, "Hear me now, I have seen the light! They have a consciousness, they have a life, they have a soul! Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers!" Can I get an amen? Can I get a hallelujah? Thank you Jesus. Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on........ This is necessary. It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up at your sky then. That made blue be your color. You had your knife there with you too. When you stood up there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky. You wiped them on your grass, so now your color was green. Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like this. You were already getting nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when you stood up. Your head was almost empty. It always hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up out of your ditch onto your gravel road and began to walk, waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. You can see the car parked far down the road and you walked toward it. "If God is our Father," you thought, "then Satan must be our cousin." Why didn't anyone else understand these important things? You got to your car and tried all the doors. They were locked. It was a red car and it was new. There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. Out across your field, you could see two tiny people walking by your woods. You began to walk towards them. Now red was your color and, of course, those little people out there were yours too.
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Originally Posted by Shitcock Jr
Skipp and the Spice 5[the first pressing of "Douche, the cleaner of the beast" gets my fist in the air everytime!!!].

WWMKD?

[SIZE="1"]"Fatwa has been declared on my ass by the Joanothin. AKA Hippie Gnome."
- Skipp666 (Oct. 5th, 2007)[/SIZE]

RIP Mr. Reed :whine:
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Take a picture, trick. I'm on a boat, bitch.
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