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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
Originally posted by MJDub
muahahaha... your iron grip???
Yeah right. :wink:
Well, it's nice to see you're back once again. But what the hell were you doing all this time (besides searching for the samurai armor)?We shall boldly dance, where no man has danced before..."Comment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
Remember the loritab run...Originally posted by brakadamuahahaha... your iron grip??? Yeah right. :wink:
Well, it's nice to see you're back once again. But what the hell were you doing all this time (besides searching for the samurai armor)?
And it was quite a quest to find that armor. Good thing I found it when I did.
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You can't have manslaughter without laughter.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl."Comment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
I take it you're now back to attacking Japanese emperors 'n stuff...being the heroic Ronin with a big sword and moustache and all that?Blowkick visual & graphic design - No Civilization. Now With Broadband.
There are but three true sports -- bullfighting, mountain climbing, and motor-racing. The rest are merely games. -HemingwayComment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
Fucking emperor stole my shoes!!
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You can't have manslaughter without laughter.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl."Comment
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Oh man...and I bet he has STINKY feet too!! Go cut his head of, Ronin!Blowkick visual & graphic design - No Civilization. Now With Broadband.
There are but three true sports -- bullfighting, mountain climbing, and motor-racing. The rest are merely games. -HemingwayComment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
Bitch stole my woman too. He's as good as dead.
http://www.myspace.com/mjdubmusic
You can't have manslaughter without laughter.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl."Comment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
like LL Cool J once said: dont call it a comeback
isnt this your second triumphant return?
seem to remember you getting arrested and being gone for a while one other time.Comment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
Ronin get arrested from time to time. So be it.Blowkick visual & graphic design - No Civilization. Now With Broadband.
There are but three true sports -- bullfighting, mountain climbing, and motor-racing. The rest are merely games. -HemingwayComment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
Welcome Back MJ.Common Sense is not Common at all.Comment
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Good to see your return, welcome back.Comment
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where have you been? (welcome back)Beats are my crack.Comment
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hey MJ... where the fuck have you been? holding down the woodlands while i'm away?
Should I fuck you at that not until the ass, inject then tremendously hard bumschen and to the termination in the eyes yes?Comment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
The yuppies have really sucked me in and we're holding each other down.Originally posted by Garrickhey MJ... where the fuck have you been? holding down the woodlands while i'm away?
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You can't have manslaughter without laughter.
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl."Comment
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Re: ...And thy Prodigal Son Returneth
YO MJ! WHATUP SUCKER?!?!? OMG!Comment
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