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Post by Icor on Feb 27, 2007 21:23:41 GMT -4
Incoherence loves you too:
Gloria gave Grent’s giant green gyro a go, Silly seeing songs soar, so slyly she sat, Prissily perfect, pristine, pleasing patterns passed, Evening eventually entered everyone’s eyes.
Disturbing devouring delicately donned daisies, After all, Alastair ate apparitions already, Climate change causes courageous corruption, However, horses have hefty... humor.
Tempting tarts tell timely, tremendous tales, Jesting jives jump jeering juveniles, Faster, farther, fouler fortune feigns freedom, No name notes night nearer Normandy!
Lances leer louder lengths lovingly, Usurpers upset ungluing utopia users uncommonly, Backwards brawn biannually bleats beautiful banter, Movement molests musk masking morons.
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Post by Nymiane on Feb 27, 2007 22:28:44 GMT -4
Ow.. Ow.. it feels like a pick in my brain... so cold....
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