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Post by odd odd on Apr 18, 2007 20:50:06 GMT -5
Fingertips are the key to individuality.
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Post by odd odd on Apr 22, 2007 9:29:35 GMT -5
Teh meh... my bad. .__.
Trip
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Post by odd odd on Apr 21, 2007 19:41:27 GMT -5
parts
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Post by odd odd on Apr 21, 2007 11:47:47 GMT -5
Hey
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Post by odd odd on Apr 21, 2007 0:00:25 GMT -5
Weak
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Post by odd odd on Apr 20, 2007 21:25:46 GMT -5
Meek
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Post by odd odd on Apr 20, 2007 21:21:14 GMT -5
Seem
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Post by odd odd on Apr 20, 2007 21:13:09 GMT -5
... uh...
Feed
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Post by odd odd on Apr 20, 2007 20:47:45 GMT -5
Peer
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Post by odd odd on Apr 20, 2007 20:25:35 GMT -5
Cape
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Post by odd odd on Apr 20, 2007 20:01:21 GMT -5
Sage
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Post by odd odd on Apr 18, 2007 17:37:00 GMT -5
Of course.
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Post by odd odd on Apr 18, 2007 17:34:12 GMT -5
*was almost finished making my own talk show thread...*
Oh, crap. Ah well... >.>
Uhm...
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Post by odd odd on Apr 17, 2007 20:52:02 GMT -5
Pfft. You never know. Nathan's answer is definitely more "colorful": It depends on the dictator. Nice: Free pizza, free electricity, free everything. (Actually, this would put the country in bankrupt and then everyone will eventually starve and die and stuff and that wouldn't be good). Evil: Killing on the streets near your home would seem like a minor event, all the grass turns grey and splotchy, the water isn't filtered and has many virus-spreading THINGS. A Hitler dictator. Of course. ... but why would all of that happen...?
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Post by odd odd on Apr 17, 2007 20:02:08 GMT -5
If the US government was forced into dictatorship by a... dictator... how would it affect our current state of living?
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Post by odd odd on Apr 17, 2007 18:16:36 GMT -5
Ask me a question, AngryToast and I are waiting. If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it really make a sound? No, wait... that's a stupid question. Uhm... What is your definition of music?
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Post by odd odd on Apr 8, 2007 16:54:35 GMT -5
At this realization, he screamed. His voice was an octave higher than a normal guy's voice; he could hear the girl in him. His back hit the ground.
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Post by odd odd on May 27, 2007 18:55:17 GMT -5
Uhm, 1253
Time don't wait for no one (double negative! =D) Leaving you broken Especially when you're under the gun.
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Post by odd odd on May 27, 2007 17:32:39 GMT -5
1251
The mind is a ticking time bomb Itching to go off, Impatiently it waits in the calm. Bang, Bang, it might be over In one little moment. Before you know it, It’s all gone.
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Post by odd odd on May 20, 2007 17:09:17 GMT -5
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I've got the company car I'm the one swingin' at two below par I've become one with the ones that I've never believed in But I've got the company car...
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Post by odd odd on May 19, 2007 21:48:29 GMT -5
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What's-His-Name: "Post show crash interview..." Jon: "*laugh* Oh, man, it hurt so bad. It hurt right here. *points to shoulder*" *flashes to Jon falling while being put on stage after crowd surfing in concert* ... *now shows him collapsing on edge of stage in another concert*
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Post by odd odd on May 19, 2007 21:03:45 GMT -5
1234
This is the last night you'll spend alone Look me in the eyes so I know you know I'm every where you want me to be...
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This world's a tortured place to be So many things to torment me And as I stumble down this road it takes a toll These days and nights I turn to You No human hand can pull me through No cosmic force or magic brew will ever do
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Post by odd odd on May 19, 2007 11:22:13 GMT -5
1232
Are you really as tough as you think You blink and you're over the brink You bleed but the blood runs pink With dirty second hands, dirty second hands
You're not quite as tough as you thought You bought the American rot The very seed that you thought you shot With dirty second hands, dirty second hands
You might be right, The fight might be right inside you The blind leading that lied to you, Tonight maybe you bind you with dirty second hands
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Post by odd odd on May 19, 2007 10:59:14 GMT -5
1230
A gunshot was the only word he said And all my defenses came out red...
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Post by odd odd on May 19, 2007 10:53:21 GMT -5
1228
I don't remember much about that night, But I'm pretty sure it rained the day I died...
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Post by odd odd on May 19, 2007 10:00:53 GMT -5
1226 Word of mouth This is what everybody's talkin' about...
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Post by odd odd on May 18, 2007 21:48:54 GMT -5
1222
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Post by odd odd on May 18, 2007 16:56:23 GMT -5
1219
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Post by odd odd on May 17, 2007 21:29:30 GMT -5
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So... then... I bet I have homework... Crap! Social studies test and book for Language Arts. Poop. Oh well. >.<
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Post by odd odd on May 17, 2007 19:41:45 GMT -5
1209
... Sometimes I feel like my brain is missing Sometimes I feel like Jessica Simpson Don't know if tuna is fish or chicken...
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