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| Awaiting Valhalla's beckon Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: New York
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![]() | Since there were two postings to continue the story, I moved Neo Zelda's here, and we can follow DominiqueReanos in the original thread. This will create 2 different story lines from this point forward. One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt | |||||||||||
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| ________ Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: Grants, NM....in the US Age: 20
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and | |||||||||||
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud | |||||||||||
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| ________ Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: Grants, NM....in the US Age: 20
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers | |||||||||||
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered | |||||||||||
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| ________ Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: Grants, NM....in the US Age: 20
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in | |||||||||||
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in sauteed | |||||||||||
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in sauteed onions | |||||||||||
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in sauteed onions and | |||||||||||
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| Forum Admin and RPG admin | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in sauteed onions and cucumbers
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in sauteed onions and cucumbers stirred over | |||||||||||
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![]() | One day there was a world that was on a mountain of ice and fire but it broke into glass that fell in my mind while I killed the spirits of daemons with my special blades carved with symbols that were imbued by gods with powers of light and shattered in explosive bombs of alien's blood with green semen and yellow brains like tentacles with suckers and saliva that burned like hell or acid even though there was a corpse that looked like my ass and was smelly like my girlfriend when she farts like a big fat pig in a pretty house that's under my nose and under my snot but there isn't a piece of heaven that can persuade anything unless you collect poop underneath it's clouds of lightning with shining bright lights that gave monkeys a name which sounded like children shooting fireworks at adults nostrils on the pavement stones with marbles of granite, pieces of a bullet shell falling, and sirens blaring loudly so I shut down my great freakin mind and locked threads crystallized into stinky fish brains with saurkraut wrapped tacos laced with chicken wings covered and fried with fish feces in buttered balls with fingernails painted on hairy smelly slimy belly-buttons containing lint full of yummy gummy aliens and pocket knives cutting screams in dirt and mud hangovers smothered in sauteed onions and cucumbers stirred over popcorn | |||||||||||
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