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By Ms Fruity Oaty Bar (. At September 15th, 2004 (12:25 am). Current song: lovely Fable theme. If someone who visits Chorn would invite Rex, that would be cool. Feel bad leaving him there with those Nimrods. lol. Posted by: Barbarella (. Posted at: September 15th, 2004 05:36 am (UTC). Not on my part. I'm indifferent. Let's be bad guys. No Need for Daini-chan.
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At September 15th, 2002 (12:58 pm). Current song: Linkin Park - And One. Hrmm what time is it right now in Japan? Posted by: D.J. (. Posted at: September 15th, 2002 10:30 am (UTC). Depends on which island you mean. In Tokyo (which is on the main island, I forgot the name) its Monday, September 16, 2002, at 2:29:24 AM. Let's be bad guys. No Need for Daini-chan.
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The Infidel Is Me. Violate my personal space. A book of faces. You should be in pictures. Experimentation leads to addiction. Read it and weep. Death to all who oppose us. In Old Yellowcake - Rasputina. From the ice factory. On the edge,. On the edge of a city. I snatch a note. Of a passing bicycle -. Go to the flour factory. Waiting there for you.". Under the window,. Covered by curtains,. And spattered with blood,. We find crutches in the corner. And bullets on the shelves,. Which I dismiss at once.
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December 22nd, 2012 - Quasadus Ramblings. The Infidel Is Me. Violate my personal space. A book of faces. You should be in pictures. Experimentation leads to addiction. Read it and weep. Death to all who oppose us. In Old Yellowcake - Rasputina. From the ice factory. On the edge,. On the edge of a city. I snatch a note. Of a passing bicycle -. Go to the flour factory. Waiting there for you.". Under the window,. Covered by curtains,. And spattered with blood,. We find crutches in the corner. You probly thi...
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The Infidel Is Me. Violate my personal space. A book of faces. You should be in pictures. Experimentation leads to addiction. Read it and weep. Death to all who oppose us. In Old Yellowcake - Rasputina. From the ice factory. On the edge,. On the edge of a city. I snatch a note. Of a passing bicycle -. Go to the flour factory. Waiting there for you.". Under the window,. Covered by curtains,. And spattered with blood,. We find crutches in the corner. And bullets on the shelves,. Which I dismiss at once.
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The Infidel Is Me. Violate my personal space. A book of faces. You should be in pictures. Experimentation leads to addiction. Read it and weep. Death to all who oppose us. In Old Yellowcake - Rasputina. From the ice factory. On the edge,. On the edge of a city. I snatch a note. Of a passing bicycle -. Go to the flour factory. Waiting there for you.". Under the window,. Covered by curtains,. And spattered with blood,. We find crutches in the corner. And bullets on the shelves,. Which I dismiss at once.
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The Infidel Is Me. Violate my personal space. A book of faces. You should be in pictures. Experimentation leads to addiction. Read it and weep. Death to all who oppose us. In Old Yellowcake - Rasputina. From the ice factory. On the edge,. On the edge of a city. I snatch a note. Of a passing bicycle -. Go to the flour factory. Waiting there for you.". Under the window,. Covered by curtains,. And spattered with blood,. We find crutches in the corner. And bullets on the shelves,. Which I dismiss at once.
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The Infidel Is Me. Violate my personal space. A book of faces. You should be in pictures. Experimentation leads to addiction. Read it and weep. Death to all who oppose us. In Old Yellowcake - Rasputina. From the ice factory. On the edge,. On the edge of a city. I snatch a note. Of a passing bicycle -. Go to the flour factory. Waiting there for you.". Under the window,. Covered by curtains,. And spattered with blood,. We find crutches in the corner. And bullets on the shelves,. Which I dismiss at once.