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« Reply #60 on: May 07, 2010, 03:19:23 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
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« Reply #62 on: June 06, 2010, 09:52:37 AM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next
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« Reply #63 on: July 07, 2010, 06:55:48 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot
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« Reply #64 on: July 07, 2010, 07:08:10 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out
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« Reply #65 on: July 08, 2010, 10:38:32 AM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew
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« Reply #66 on: July 08, 2010, 01:45:28 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies
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« Reply #67 on: July 09, 2010, 02:38:31 AM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to
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« Reply #68 on: July 12, 2010, 12:25:00 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to
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« Reply #69 on: July 12, 2010, 12:40:21 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to the village pub.
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« Reply #70 on: July 15, 2010, 09:39:27 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to the village pub. A short walk
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« Reply #71 on: July 29, 2010, 07:58:24 AM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to the village pub. A short walk from the moon
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« Reply #72 on: July 29, 2010, 02:49:16 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to the village pub. A short walk from the moon rock tavern, a
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« Reply #73 on: August 01, 2010, 08:35:19 AM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to the village pub. A short walk from the moon rock tavern, a rather large statue
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« Reply #74 on: August 18, 2010, 12:00:29 PM » |
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As he was about to leave, the sky opened and the sun shone sweetly on his metallic assault rifle. As he whistled, he walked calmly over corpses with consideration and care. The sound of the wind made him think of a time when all was not lost. A time he hardly remembered was when Mary, his childhood sweetheart, had taken him by the hand and led him to the road past "Mourning Stones", and offered him an innocent kiss. She wanted to tell him that he was not one of those people who go through life without ever seeing a circus elephant dance.
Not that it would matter if he had never even seen a circus elephant, but the experience is one that everyone should eventually consider. Later that night, amidst the macabre, he decided to leave it all. The imagery was something he'd never wanted to imagine. I reminded him that this wasn't all about what dances others thought were terrifying, but the man had a certain sense of dancing himself.
She sat next to the boot of a burned-out magician who knew that the zombies were planning to move closer to the village pub. A short walk from the moon rock tavern, a rather large statue pointed the way
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