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Braindead
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*dances to mr. electric ocean*
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Minion of Satan
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*dances on table, throws streamers*
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO |
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Apocalyptic Poster
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this is just a test of the f4gotry broadcast system.
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Apocalyptic Poster
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hey, whats up guys?
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Braindead
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007 373 5963
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Braindead
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Braindead
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Braindead
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Yeah dude and this is a "Key" party, you know like the one in Ice Storm.
A little birdy told me Natalie knows what your car keys look like ![]() |
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Braindead
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I pulled a couple strings and got ATDI reunited and here they are playing Rascuache.
http://www.buddyhead.com/music/drivein2/atdi8.jpg |
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007 373 5963
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Braindead
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ATDI ran them off. |
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Braindead
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Before ATDI come back and do Star Slight for their encore, how about some poetry.
THE HOLLOW MEN by T.S. Eliot (1927) Mistah Kurtz-he dead. A penny for the Old Guy I We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rat's feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without color, Paralyzed force, gesture without motion; Those who have crossed With direct eyes, to death's other kingdom Remember us - if at all - not as lost Violent souls, but only As the hollow men The stuffed men. II Eyes I dare not meet in dreams In death's dream kingdom These do not appear: There, the eyes are Sunlight on a broken column There, is a tree swinging And voices are In the wind's singing More distant and more solemn Than a fading star. Let me be no nearer In death's dream kingdom Let me also wear Such deliberate disguises Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves In a field Behaving as the wind behaves No nearer - Not that final meeting In the twilight kingdom III This is the dead land This is the cactus land Here the stone images Are raised, here they recieve The supplication of a dead man's hand Under the twinkle of a fading star. Is it like this In death's other kingdom Waking alone At the hour when we are Trembling with tenderness Lips that would kiss Form prayers to broken stone. IV The eyes are not here There are no eyes here In this valley of dying stars In this hollow valley This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms In this last of meeting places We grope together And avoid speech Gathered on this beach of the tumid river Sightless, unless The eyes reappear As the perpetual star Multifoliate rose Of death's twilight kingdom The hope only Of empty men. V Here we go 'round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go 'round the prickly pear At five o'clock in the morning. Between the idea And the reality Between the motion And the act Falls the shadow For Thine is the Kingdom Between the conception And the creation Between the emotion And the response Falls the shadow Life is very long Between the desire And the spasm Between the potency And the existance Between the essence And the descent Falls the shadow For Thine is the Kingdom For Thine is Life is For Thine is the This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a whimper |
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Braindead
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Apocalyptic Poster
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OMG STOP THE POETRY AND DANCE. DANCE YOU FUCKERS, DANCE.
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Braindead
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FUCK ART, LET'S DANCE.
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Braindead
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The extinct Dodo bird comes back for your party.
http://perso.wanadoo.fr/bernard.lang.../drax/dodo.JPG Last edited by spa ced : 12-06-2002 at 03:18 AM. |
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Braindead
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Braindead
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Apocalyptic Poster
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By the way, sp_Aced is gay.
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Braindead
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Braindead
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Braindead
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Hey look Mark Ledrew and Best_Looking_Boy decided to show up!
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Apocalyptic Poster
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LOOK TONY FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO POST IMAGES!
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Braindead
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Oh and Trent Reznor wrote a song about you, he titled it RUINER. |
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Braindead
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Banned
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i love dodo birds :X |
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