CR83
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Hello Danish TV! NWS
Lot's o' Bewbs. Happy Wednesday.
http://www.m2film.dk/fleggaard/trailer2.swf
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Dave
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Registered: 4-6-2003
Location: Halifax
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Mood: .......
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SS76
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Registered: 5-6-2008
Location: CT
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Mood: RAMALLAH
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awesome.
Silence is golden but violence is platinum. |
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lifeisabitch
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best thing I have seen all day...
fuck why do I feel like I need sky diving lessons and a washing machine
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BDx13
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i'll buy whatever it is you're selling.
If I fail math, there goes my chance at a good job and a happy life full of hard work.
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jonnynewbreed
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Posts: 1091
Registered: 4-4-2003
Location: Dartmouth, nova scotia
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Mood: Quite nice actually.
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Bewbees.
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clevohardcore
* Kick\'n ass on the wild side *
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Mood: Sick Of It All, Youth Of Today
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Hmmmm, I may be busy a while "inspecting" this link. 
I thought it was something a little different, but this will do.
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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Vanilla Gorilla
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Best commercial i have seen in a long time
Well I've got a feeling I'm gonna get mine in. Retribution let the games begin.
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Jason the Magnificent
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Good thing we dont have commercials like that here. It may corrupt our youth or something. Praise Jeebus.
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wez138
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Posts: 651
Registered: 12-1-2009
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Mood: TMMB's.
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Sweet zombie Jesus.
Living a life kept shut by a dream,
I'm reaching out to grasp my reality.
Hands of time wrap tight around my neck, and hit me so hard,
leaving me eyes black.
staring at a ceiling,
wondering why i never left,
penning words in a notebook,
wondering why haven't slept.
sanity is tapping in a cell
inside my fucking head.
begging for redemption
after hearing what was said.
the nights, they will not sleep
cause the days, have played for keeps.
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