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 Posted: Fri Oct 05, 2007 10:12 pm
(Telemarketer sells you,your very own Zombie)
"no thanks, the zombie might eat my brain when im sleeping.)
(Telemarketer selling you a very annoying Spazz)
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Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2007 12:43 pm
:Telemarketer calls to sell you a very annoying spazz:
Oh sure, how mu-:has a seizure:
:Telemarketer calls to sell you a frying pan:
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Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2007 1:20 pm
:Telemarketer calls to sell you a Fryingpan
You know my father died from a frying pan wich helped me start my poem career want to hear:
As the darkness comsumens my soul killing off the happiness in life,
I soon give up as my life in now covered in strife.
But then I met him and I knew we didn't need to look any more,
cause we both found what we looking for.
With a freind to call my own,
I'll never be alone,
and you my friend will see,
you've got a fiend in me...
This is where you start to break up
Ben your always running here and there
you feel like your unwanted any where,
if you ever look behind,
and don't like what you find,
Theres something you should know
you've got... a place... to go.
then whisper but make it sound like your crying, I'll never forget.
: Oi ready for some suppositories?:
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