Sep 17, 04
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Yes we met once long ago, tomorrow, under the hill through the woods. Talked we did of things that once were, and things to be. The sky turned green and skeletal gerbils danced while balancing scythes from either eye socket. The ground melted like a bad acid trip and you fell into the waiting maw of the abyss... how have you been?
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Sep 17, 04
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ah yes the pig.. I killed and skinned the beast and wore its head as a mask while drove through the states. The pig and I talked politics and exchanged epigrams. Later I dropped him off at home where he lives with his two brothers... such fine masonry
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Sep 17, 04
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thow shall not eat flesh of thine victims.. its in the bible somewhere.
Funny story... I walked with a guy in robes once.
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Sep 17, 04
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I also believe though shall not covet the alter boys is also in there
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Sep 17, 04
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bras are best seen on the floor or hanging from the ceiling fan... flowers are best seen from the ground up... say six feet under
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Sep 17, 04
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the wizard will see you now... and your little dog too
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