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Started by indianasmith, December 26, 2014, 10:38:01 PM

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indianasmith

December 26, 2014, 10:38:01 PM


Bring me the dog.  In pieces, please!
"I shall smite you in the nostrils with a rod of iron, and wax your spleen with Efferdent!!"

Flangepart

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December 29, 2014, 08:47:57 AM
Quote from: indianasmith on December 26, 2014, 10:38:01 PM


The Bag? Nothing's in the bag. You don't want to look in the bag...
"Aggressivlly eccentric, and proud of it!"

Rev. Powell

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December 29, 2014, 05:46:56 PM Last Edit: December 29, 2014, 07:03:52 PM by Rev. Powell
Why oh why did I have to be adopted by a dry family? I hear at Sprite's place, it's six packs every night!
I'll take you places the hand of man has not yet set foot...

sprite75

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December 29, 2014, 06:20:59 PM




All that catnip the humans gave me for Christmas....slipping into a coma now.
God of making the characteristic which becomes dirty sends the hurricane.
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