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First one to post on page 21 wins, v22 |
Feb 28 2006, 11:28 PM
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[The Misfits // Astro Zombies]
Oh, all I want to know All I want With just a touch of my burning hand I send my astro zombies to rape the land Prime directive, exterminate The whole human race And your face drops in a pile of flesh And then your heart, heart pounds Till it pumps in death Prime directive, exterminate Whatever stands left All I wanted to say And all I gotta do Whod I do this for Hey, me or you And all I wanted to say And all I gotta do Whod I do this for Hey, me or you Oh, all I want to know All I want With just a touch of my burning hand Im gonna live my life to to destroy your world Prime directive, exterminate The whole f**kin race Then your face drops in a pile of flesh And then your heart, heart pounds And it pumps in death Prime directive, exterminate The whole f**kin place well All I wanted to say And all I gotta do Whod I do this for Hey, me or you |
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| *iNyCxShoRT* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:29 PM
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^ I like your signature.
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| *salcha* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:29 PM
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I like MY signature
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Feb 28 2006, 11:29 PM
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![]() Pocketful of Sunshine ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Alumni Posts: 8,690 Joined: Nov 2005 Member No: 289,004 |
Boo. I got eliminated from the science fair after the first 2 or three rounds.
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| *jooleeah* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:29 PM
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^x3Most mods are lenient in this topic.
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Feb 28 2006, 11:30 PM
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| *iNyCxShoRT* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:31 PM
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x2^
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Feb 28 2006, 11:32 PM
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[Nekromantix // Who Killed the Cheerleader]
Who killed the cheerleader? you did... you did. Oh no.. it wasn't me at all who raped the prom queen? he did he did Yeah right and she was having a ball... I asked her out, she laughed and said "no way" told me she would never date such a geek For that remark I say she's gonna pay I hate when people call me a freak! She's kissing with the football star late at night in his car yeah i was driven by an unkown force feeling no remorse Who killed the cheerleader? you did... you did. Oh no.. it wasn't me at all who raped the prom queen? he did he did Yeah right and she was having a ball... I asked her for a dance she yelled "drop dead" advised me to go join the other nerds now i had it with that blonde little pet with everybody else but me she flirts I hid in in the locker room watching when her hair she grooms oh yeah driven by an unkown force feeling no remorse Who killed the cheerleader? you did... you did. Oh no.. it wasn't me at all who raped the prom queen? he did he did Yeah right and she was having a ball... |
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| *iNyCxShoRT* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:33 PM
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Werd to big bird.
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| *rtc_nospeakenglish* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:34 PM
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I bet I can make a spam thread and Julia won't close it.
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| *jooleeah* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:34 PM
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I bet I will.
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| *iNyCxShoRT* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:34 PM
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This is basically spam, no?
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| *jooleeah* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:35 PM
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yes, but there's a point to it. members wanted a conversation topic, so we gave it to them.
sorry if i come off as rude or something. i'm in a bad mood >_> |
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Feb 28 2006, 11:36 PM
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[Propagandhi // Haillie Sellasse, up your ass]
You speak of Rastafari, but how can you justify belief In a god that's left you behind? You've simply filled the gap between the upper and lower class And your faith merely keeps you in line. An amalgamation of jewish scripture and christian thought. What will that get you? Not a f**k of a lot. Take a look at your promised land. Your deed is that gun in your hand. Mt. Zion's a minefield. The West Bank. The Gaza Strip. Soon to be parking lots for American tourists and fascist cops. f**k zionism. f**k militarism. f**k americanism. f**k nationalism. f**k religion. |
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Feb 28 2006, 11:38 PM
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*yawns* Must.. finish.. science homework..
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Feb 28 2006, 11:40 PM
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[Say Anything // Admit It!]
Admit it! Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance And vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs You know nothing about art or sex That you couldn’t read in any trendy New York underground fashion magazine Prototypical non-conformist You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store Gestapo You adhere to a set of standards and tastes That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit) Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down to incoming and outgoing trends and styles of music and art Go analog baby, you’re so post-modern You’re diving face forward into a antiquated path It’s disgusting, its offensive, don’t stick your nose up at me Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah You spend your time sitting in circles with your friends Pontificating to each other Forever competing for that one moment of self-aggrandizing glory In which you hog the intellectual spotlight Holding dominion over the entire shallow pointless conversation Oh, we’re not worthy When you walk by a group of quote-unquote normal people You chuckle to yourself patting yourself on the back as you scoff It's the same superiority complex Shared by the high school jocks who made your life a living hell And makes you a slave to the competitive capitalist dogma You spend every moment of your waking life bitching about Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah And I say yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah Cause I’m proud of my life and the things that I have done Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become You’re free to whine, it will not get you far I do just fine, my car and my guitar Proud of my life and the things that I have done Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become You’re free to whine, it will not get you far I do just fine, my car and my guitar, yeah Well let me tell you this, I am shamelessly self-involved I spend hours in front of the mirror, making my hair elegantly disheveled I worry about how this album will sell Because I believe it will determine the amount of sex I will have in the future I self medicate with drugs and alcohol to treat my extreme social anxiety You are a faker (admit it) You are a fraud (admit it) Yeah, you’re living a lie (hey) living a lie (hey) you’re life is living a lie You don’t impress me (admit it) You don’t intimidate me (admit it) Why don’t you bow down, get on the ground, walk this f**king plank (yeah!) Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah And I say yeah (what do you..) Proud of my life and the things that I have done Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become You’re free to whine, it will not get you far I do just fine, my car and my.. Guitar, guitar go! I drift drift drift drift drift yeah I drift drift drift drift drift yeah oh And I am done with this I wanna taste the breeze of every great city My car and my guitar My car and my guitar So you'll come to be, made of these, urgent unfulfilled Oh no no no no no When I'm dead I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest way still When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest |
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Feb 28 2006, 11:40 PM
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![]() "my girls rock balenciaga and smoke mad marijuana" ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 2,089 Joined: Dec 2004 Member No: 70,049 |
thanks jose!
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| *iNyCxShoRT* |
Feb 28 2006, 11:40 PM
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good to luck to whoever wins, I have to go.
good night all; |
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Feb 28 2006, 11:44 PM
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![]() "my girls rock balenciaga and smoke mad marijuana" ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 2,089 Joined: Dec 2004 Member No: 70,049 |
cool. nite.
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Feb 28 2006, 11:54 PM
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![]() Bay Area YadadaDiiiig. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Official Member Posts: 4,249 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 103,202 |
I hate to admit it
But you're the perfect pain You're my sweet misery. My teeth hurt. |
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Feb 28 2006, 11:57 PM
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[Say Anything // Admit It!] Admit it! Despite your pseudo-bohemian appearance And vaguely leftist doctrine of beliefs You know nothing about art or sex That you couldn’t read in any trendy New York underground fashion magazine Prototypical non-conformist You are a vacuous soldier of the thrift store Gestapo You adhere to a set of standards and tastes That appear to be determined by an unseen panel of hipster judges (bullshit) Giving a thumbs up or thumbs down to incoming and outgoing trends and styles of music and art Go analog baby, you’re so post-modern You’re diving face forward into a antiquated path It’s disgusting, its offensive, don’t stick your nose up at me Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah You spend your time sitting in circles with your friends Pontificating to each other Forever competing for that one moment of self-aggrandizing glory In which you hog the intellectual spotlight Holding dominion over the entire shallow pointless conversation Oh, we’re not worthy When you walk by a group of quote-unquote normal people You chuckle to yourself patting yourself on the back as you scoff It's the same superiority complex Shared by the high school jocks who made your life a living hell And makes you a slave to the competitive capitalist dogma You spend every moment of your waking life bitching about Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah And I say yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah Cause I’m proud of my life and the things that I have done Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become You’re free to whine, it will not get you far I do just fine, my car and my guitar Proud of my life and the things that I have done Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become You’re free to whine, it will not get you far I do just fine, my car and my guitar, yeah Well let me tell you this, I am shamelessly self-involved I spend hours in front of the mirror, making my hair elegantly disheveled I worry about how this album will sell Because I believe it will determine the amount of sex I will have in the future I self medicate with drugs and alcohol to treat my extreme social anxiety You are a faker (admit it) You are a fraud (admit it) Yeah, you’re living a lie (hey) living a lie (hey) you’re life is living a lie You don’t impress me (admit it) You don’t intimidate me (admit it) Why don’t you bow down, get on the ground, walk this f**king plank (yeah!) Yeah, what do you have to say for yourself Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah And I say yeah (what do you..) Proud of my life and the things that I have done Proud of myself and the loner I’ve become You’re free to whine, it will not get you far I do just fine, my car and my.. Guitar, guitar go! I drift drift drift drift drift yeah I drift drift drift drift drift yeah oh And I am done with this I wanna taste the breeze of every great city My car and my guitar My car and my guitar So you'll come to be, made of these, urgent unfulfilled Oh no no no no no When I'm dead I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest way still When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm deaid I'll rest, I'll rest When I'm dead I'll rest, I'll rest Nate writes other people's work because he can't write one of his own |
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Feb 28 2006, 11:59 PM
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![]() Pocketful of Sunshine ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Staff Alumni Posts: 8,690 Joined: Nov 2005 Member No: 289,004 |
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Mar 1 2006, 12:02 AM
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^ssssh Tina ssssh
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Mar 1 2006, 12:04 AM
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FIFA World Cup Germany 2006! ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Member Posts: 1,219 Joined: Jul 2004 Member No: 35,557 |
Yeah.
//Edit one page off |
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Mar 1 2006, 12:04 AM
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![]() Bay Area YadadaDiiiig. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Official Member Posts: 4,249 Joined: Feb 2005 Member No: 103,202 |
Hi Marco (:
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