Looky here Boy, there's wharn them dead juices a-bubble up. Don't Toucheet!
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January
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- Put A Shiner on It
- hark hark,we are making art here
- The Art that comments on itselfthe rough cloth on ...
- What is the space where art is madof art?
- Hey Paw, getchyee college fund.My can put a finger...
- Looky here Boy, there's wharn them dead juices a-b...
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- Soufflé & Sticks
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- Yeah, I got nothing to add to that....
- Mysterion Hyperdrive Daycare
- Horn-ed KidneyBomb
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- Motorcycling in East Tennessee
- Dog toe kidney stone forever until you’re dead,
- Re: Horn-ed Master (Ah God, You Had to Bring That Up)
- First saved message, sent November 2, 2005
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- Dear Horn-ed Master
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- Discretion
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- Emperor Pituitary,
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- Dice
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- Twinkling
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- President Rapture
- Dollly's zombies are coming to Tallahasee
- Poker Face
- Knee-jerk ziombies watch PBS
- God is Sleep and Sleep is God and There is No Slee...
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1 comment:
trust me people, the man is a fucking genius. Ah-(lunatic)-hem. I'm sorry what was the question?
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