08.22.2009, 05:27 PM | #1 |
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lemons and the next barrel of who is hhhwhat?
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08.22.2009, 05:30 PM | #2 |
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you rang
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08.22.2009, 05:37 PM | #3 |
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yeah kind of. I was also in the habit of yelling random shit out in my flat. unfortunately my overlord land-troll doesn't like it that much. my neighbors are kinda cool about it since i live in a bohemian part of the sioux falls underground; hell one of my neighbors plays a sick fucking twisted mint trombone and has remixed my hollerings of phrases from time to time.
so i am trying to channel my vocal outbursts into textortations that should involve gun fights and terrible limb-in-picklejuice- stoked kickassisms. then i thought about this book in which the main character, Derek; was actually a motherfucker that drew people along his trail by sprinkling the breakfast cereals that were half digested by his victims through a wonderful surrealistic space-scape.. most of them ate frosted flakes and the ones that ate captain crunch died metres further up the trail. |
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08.22.2009, 06:05 PM | #4 |
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Fascinating.
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08.22.2009, 06:07 PM | #5 |
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Only time I pissed off a landlord was going up onto the room of my apartment at like 4 or 5 in the morning.
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08.22.2009, 06:11 PM | #6 |
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land-trolls are not to be messed with. unlike sea-trolls that will allow you to play with their breasts for a goldpiece.
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