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What do you think of this pointless game? |
good |
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sucks |
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whatever |
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 4:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 2:53 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 12:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 3:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 9:01 pm
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I'd start feeling around your torso, making you feel extremely weird, than stab you underneath your armpit, causing a green gas to flow as the knife is removed. I'd then procure a tube from my back pocket, shove one end into the hole, and other in your mouth causing you to drown, sufficate, and explode of an over exposiour to arrogence, hatred, fear, and sweat.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 10:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 11:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 2:30 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 2:44 pm
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Coming up behind you I hold up a sign that reads "Madness," so I ask you, "What is this?" With a bewildered look you quantly reply "umm, a sign?" "Noooo." "White? "Umm, wait- no." "Gone?" "Wha-" thats when you kick the little sign out of my hand, which gives me a not so menacing look, so I return the favor and protect the ego of the little piece of paper and kick you down the stairs hitting the floor with such a force, you got skidding into the foutain, that features the classic two spitting fish, take off that helmet, and hold your head underneath the trickling waves and bubbles, until the waves are only left.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 1:37 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 4:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 5:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 4:00 pm
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Chucking my little PSP with such a force that it enters then exits Bloom's torso, no even scabbing the little guy. When you (that's you Azrael) realize the show is over and turn back, I come running by with a bulldog, plopping you right in the open hole as Bloom lets out a another scream. Seeing you two already bloody and a little bruised, I let out a ear piercing scream that makes Bloom's eye bust, and Arazel's to bleed, making you cry tears, pansy. NOW watching a show of what looks like two people having seizures, I pity ya'll and bludgeon Bloom's arms and Ara’s head, both into a puddle of gunk, sticky though, and with the last blow, I’d jump upon Bloom’s head, making it look almost like Ara’s.
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