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6.22.2002
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Luke 23:23 If you find that you're breathing too much and hyperventilating, or you're really into it and want to speed up his strokes even more, turn that Bolero tape back on and change your breathing pattern, inhale just before his cock enters your throat at the beginning of one stroke, exhale just as it leaves your throat at the end of that stroke and take it right back in on the next stroke with your lungs empty, inhale just as it clears your throat at the end of that stroke and take it right back in with your lungs full.
6.21.2002
lou caption "...so uh yeah, I got this yellow shirt because
yellow is corn, or...haha! Corn is yellow I mean...so, uh, you are pretty...uh...I mean, maybe I could fuck your mouth?" "Are you cornfed?" "Uh yeah..." "Let's boogie son, your dick is gristle!" The Caption Reads: "I told you that I didn't want spots on the glasses! Now I have to call my Aunt Mimi."
"But I thought I bought the right stuff this time. It says it has lemon in it." "You stupid bastard. I don't know why I ever went out with you in the first place." "You, you... can't mean that Susan. I love you for God's Sake" "Love, you call this love. This glass is horrible. I bet all the dishes are like this." "You embarass me." White Punks on Dope - The Tubes There are no guarantees in the Ether. There are no conscious rules. Nothing that will stay
the same over illusion. No Genesis that was reached with false pretentions, if false be a constant or even existant. No probably or maybe, no now. The Ether speaks it's riddles to no one, no voice can be heard. The Source. Marshall Tucker Band. Morpheus. Safe Handling of Goat and Horse Meat Handle goat and horse meat the same as any other type of meat. Make your selection just before checking out at the register. Put packages of raw horse or goat in disposable plastic bags (if available) to contain any leakage which could cross contaminate cooked foods or produce. Take packaged horse or goat home immediately and refrigerate it at 40° F; use within 3 to 5 days, or freeze (0° F). If kept frozen continuously, it will be safe indefinitely. Guess the Caption!
my submission... "one word: bukkake!!!! hey little boy
you wan' some sucky-sucky? i love you long time... come to mama...  i'm not bad, i'm just drawn that way...
 6.20.2002
  6.19.2002
Do you like me? Like my buttocks? Mmmm. I am the Happy Donkey, friends... TEE-HEE!Dream Weaver and the Dog and Pony Show Arena didn't even know what to say when asked if he'd rather play Spain or South Korea if his team reaches Tuesday's semifinal. It took him a few seconds to respond.
"You are asking the coach of the United States, 'Who do you have a preference to play in the semifinals of the World Cup?'" he finally said. "We'll play anybody." The Australian Conspiracy The blue jerseys of the Italians have been altered by shadow-like figures of the Illuminati. It has been decided in the highest
circles that this World Cup would have new blood in the final stages. There will be a new champion this year. Their work replicates an experiment at the California Institute of Technology in 1998, but the Australian team believes their technique is more reliable and consistent. Subtle electronic impulses radiate from the jerseys directly through the skin. The saline content of the perspiration enables the correct frequency to be transmitted directly to the target brain. Other teams have been controlled. Did you notice how the Mexican team did not exchange any of their shirts with the Americans following their humiliating defeat? Other experiments are now being conducted in secret inside an underground base outside of Perth. Teleportation, the magic crystal of science fiction fans and the physics community, is being perfected. Teleporting a living person would likely be virtually impossible, mainstream scientists say, but they are not privy to the resources of the international cabal of football enthusiasts. Funding is arranged from the electronic disbursement of Third World electronic aid. Not all of the money goes to the propped up dictators. The money is funneled and cleaned through the creative accounting of off-shore multi-nationals. 6.18.2002
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Liebensraum Wir müssen die Testikel der Amerikaner zerquetschen und ihre Seelen zerstören! - Herman der Deutsche
6.17.2002
Bolo Sores Adios, mis amigos... Achtung, her Deutchland! GOOOOOOOAAAL!!!
GOOOOOOOAAAL!!! In fact the friends, it looks like that increasing moss in a wet climate does not know any limit. It changes of position and one adapts to inherent the cellular competitions in the Biology of the landscape. You know the place. Probably 100 square feet of grass, but in a circle. Close surround trees high and shrubs, flowers, and games vibrant of the snail. There are two banks located through one to, centered in a line of perfect division of the diameter, r2. Except the infinite it takes to fixedly make that you one is seating in one of banks, watching kind an immovable squirrel through the turf of you. It is a congealed skeleton, is filtered blood vessels that eliminate the bones of the body, fights to have sense of me. I notice the eyes of the squirrel. Brilliant, generally receiving of kept and focused paper. Black and plenty of divinity. NONCFlashing. The eyes are fixed in the cone of the snow of the rainbow in one of my hands. In other Sostengo a cheap, old rectangle of the mini-height with one of both cassettes. A face is turning in the movement. The dark, decrepit sounds come from the loudspeakers twitchy. "green grass and stop the tides" by prohibit. The squirrel. It smiles and it smells in a root. Meditate I without noticing. Then I smoke a bowl of source and a face in the thick tail that wags. time lenny of the roar: 19:56
6.16.2002
Bowl of Source The band: prohibit
plays California Ethno-Blues Jazzy Rock to drug-free teens in the old Town City Warehouse the ballons near the ceiling are straining to break free with the vibrations of the rhythyms sloppy high school kisses filmed and broadcast live on Kurt Bali's public access television station they still whisper about Jennifer Connelly in the bathroom besides water, snowcones can be payed for with attendence chits earned throughout the semester they share a bowl of source in the Camaro before performing Long Femurs Park of Haeger near the joint of the cattle tender In fact the friends, it looks like that increasing moss in a wet climate does not know any limit. It changes of position and one adapts to inherent the cellular competitions in the Biology of the landscape. You know the place. Probably 100 square feet of grass, but in a circle. Close surround trees high and shrubs, flowers, and games vibrant of the snail. There are two banks located through one to, centered in a line of perfect division of the diameter, r2. Except the infinite it takes to fixedly make that you one is seating in one of banks, watching kind an immovable squirrel through the turf of you. It is a congealed skeleton, is filtered blood vessels that eliminate the bones of the body, fights to have sense of me. I notice the eyes of the squirrel. Brilliant, generally receiving of kept and focused paper. Black and plenty of divinity. NONCFlashing. The eyes are fixed in the cone of the snow of the rainbow in one of my hands. In other Sostengo a cheap, old rectangle of the mini-height with one of both cassettes. A face is turning in the movement. The dark, decrepit sounds come from the loudspeakers twitchy. "green grass and stop the tides" by prohibit. The squirrel. It smiles and it smells in a root. Meditate I without noticing. Then I smoke a bowl of source and a face in the thick tail that wags. time lenny of the roar: 19:56
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