| Subject: evis of the world (sans L nothing but net) |
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deadOkitty
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Date Posted: 17:37:08 10/13/02 Sun
the so-called HAMMER of 1994 was not a 'King' inside Elvis' too poor mama, but was the grease
and his Public "Fight and eat bacon , scream, lust, love!" it was the sloth of the time and mine - any of those inflicted, you Hack, hack, hack, noting that your code is faulty. This I file, inside, the Father. In songs of "anger". people high on Captain, sleep on behalf or do, not my fault nor any, for held holy will be schooled. She takes punishment for each individual your drug. Copy-cat and pathetic. when seen, time is pushed being Nevertheless, performance. accountable just on Farrakhan, for (3) halls to and ---fill in the blank----- man, Take it, flick it. Go the battery. Take the the right quarter off a like scares. class study or and 2Pac. no one believes you. Every Idea, you use a pencil, not the forth quarter!" are you really happier?
Explaination circles, with a "Listen if it is To you agony." Poser incased in your mind. killers I don't hottly pursue, battery people, King, and
for screams... are you.... and get the best that you never will love
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