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- i didn't even have to use my AK
- le scaphandre et le papillon
- don't you just wish
- big barrels of fun
- you've been drifting for a long long time
- libelous acts of kindness
- expiation
- happy 50th, lego
- april 11 is too far away
- b. smoove
- rambo(ner)
- all my wildest dreams are coming true
- anatomy of a prank gone wrong
- random (hungover going to panera, best buy and the...
- more than meets the eye
- will we feel like this for the rest of our lives?
- dear my body,
- how long must one boy wait
- some nights, i swear, there was magic in the air
- "goodbye sobriety," said ryan adams
- creativity magazine's number one ad school
- comb weapons
- let's skip friday speaker. and monday altogether.
- awkward overheard things from today
- random playlist
- this world is only gonna break your heart
- there goes the fear
- there will be blood
- habitat for (oh the) humanity
- random rules: me
- mark your calendars, bitches
- no title, thanks
- a match made in heavin'
- gotta get back in tiiiiime
- you wouldn't understand
- funny little frog in my throat
- banana man
- amos lee, gamecock poet
- school of rock
- this couldn't happen again
- she said one day one day one too many days
- embarrassing confessions
- i'm a badass
- we don't stand a chance
- advertising's in my blood
- be young, be foolish, be happy
- leave it all behind
- no rules, just write
- f.u.b.b.w.a.a.
- new hampshire primariessss!!!!!!!!!
- when you think about me, your heart will stop
- happy birthday, bowie
- kick the bucket already
- st. patrick was a filthy badass
- "the" asshole of the universe
- gladiator update
- holy fuckface
- growing pains
- i ain't afraid of no ghost
- super bowel XLII
- tonight is the night of nights
- so long, shockoe espresso
- new year's resolutions, or some shit
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1 comment:
Bowie, do you use your pointy nipple antennae to transmit data back to Earth?
I bet you do, you freaky old bastard you.
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