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The Very Mysterious Guy
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The Very Mysterious Guy
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Atomichel
Ils sont complètement débiles ! XD
J’espère qu’ils font des publicités.
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Atomichel
Mais en plus ils perchent comme il faut !
Allez vraiment en voir d’autres, y en a plein. -
Molbech Taxbol
Perso je me range à l’avis de Cropeck sur la vidéo XXVIII
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Mojito Shuriken
Humu, I see…
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The Very Mysterious Guy
Modern Warfare 3 : Burning News
Comme il me tarde d’y jouer !
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P.R La Tache
Maintenant on sait à quoi sert la guerre en Irak.
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The Very Mysterious Guy
Red Dress Overflow.
Red Dress. Here with Pretty Girl inside.
In the younger times of my life, I was stunned by colors, lights and shades. I was like a little boy in the temple of the celibacy. My thoughts were meaningless and the very deep of my philosophy lied bottomless on the ground of my life, as an empty glass of a Glenrothes single malt in a quiet morning of April. I was alone in the dark. Having no god to hustle, I woke up every morning to pray the Holy Malt for salvation and a full stack of vicodin. « Happiness is on the way baby, just have to kill the pain a little longer ».
Even in the darkest shadows, there is hope. Saying hope, I mean a red dress. A wild scarlet dress, burning as a passionate fantasm in the mind of the peaceful deliquescent pervert we are hiding in our very secret place. She’s sweet, she’s warm, she’s red. As blood can be. I don’t care about the pain anymore. I see the dress. It’s in my mind. In my heart.
Two shots later I’ll be hunting a purple garter anyway.
I can feel it. The tremendous tide of social decadence is coming. I can sense its very flow. Everywhere, everyone. All of us, waiting for something more, something that would never come. They ‘re looking for us to fall. But still, we stand.
Because we know. Where we stand. Where we belong. What flow will sustain us, what flaw will betray us. Here. There. Half a bottle of Lagavulin. The Red Dress.
And we gladly run this dreadful pinnacle. It will break our bones, rip out our flesh, throw us in the deeps. But just for a second, we will find ourselves in this particular place. Where we can believe we finally reached some kind of happiness. Just a moment in this peace looking heaven.
Just before reality hit us like a 36t giant monster truck running at full speed.« Falling is not for the masses, they’re already on the ground ».
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Nestor Variable
We all live in a yellow submarine, you know
In a way
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Severus Jake
A sort of.
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P.R La Tache
Let it bleed.
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The Very Mysterious Guy
Networking and penetration.
Because it is.
For the sake of our worldwide popularity, i’ll be posting half of my words in broken english.
So now on. Every then and there. Sometimes. When I feel right about it.I don’t give a fuck.
To begin with, when i was a child, i was petrified. Then i take the bitch by the collar and show her some of my best shag.
You dare not denying it.Life suck. Dry.
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Molbech Taxbol
aah il me tarde de voir les les mots clés qui auront permis aux gens d’arriver chez nous !
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Nestor Variable sont en discussion.
Atomichel 18 h 11 min le 25 avril 2012 Permaliens
ow.