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Twas a farthing from the sprinkled sandy beaches and twisted piles of brambles and pebbles near the stony brooks of our favourite internet lavatory. Spaztic sat there, pondering in quite the state of refined and etymologically pleasing wankery. This peice of work he had devised, so clever in its retarded drollery, was copyrighted 2001-2004 by himself. That is, discluding those portions not specifically designed by himself hitherto the inclusion of aforementioned stupid fucking shit on that site. The boundaries of hosting pleasures were secured mainly by sir Bobby aka Dizzy. Trafton, a velking fellow, is still teh su><0rz even though he is too mentally cranial for his own brain. That didn't make any sense. AutoVoice is no longer God, because AutoVoice died. Fun is still way over safety, and dirtylaundry is banned forever and forever. Amen. Ask the British to adopt my sister, sir cretin. reg ;) is the king of buh. Disclaimers are so cliche in that ours is dumb. I am a poseur. Lets all bathe in the meat wagon. The sea badgers are going to stab me with knives - pointy knives - that burn with the fire of a thousand evils. Don't do drugs.
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