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WNEWs GIRL i don't have a mule but i have a cock Intercontinental Intergender Thumb Wrestling Champion CUNT ROCKETTE The new "third". AmyMohrBuddy One line in my sig is absolutely fucking disgusting, see if you can find it. | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 10:39 AM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Aug. 00 | Kylie Minogue Can't Get You Out Of My Head Dennis/Davis La,la,la la,la,la,la,la (x4) I just can't get you out of my head Boy, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Boy, its more than I dare to think about La,la,la la,la,la,la,la (x2) I just can't get you out of my head Boy, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Boy, its more than I dare to think about Every night Every day Just to be there in your arms Won't you stay Won't you stay Stay forever and ever and ever ah ah La,la,la la,la,la,la,la (x4) I just can't get you out of my head Boy, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Boy, its more than I dare to think about There's a dark secret in me Don't leave me lost in your arms Set me free Feel the need in me Set me free Stay forever and ever and ever ah ah La,la,la la,la,la,la,la (x4) I just can't get you out of my head (La,la,la La,la,la,la,la) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THE MEMORY OF GONZO STYLE WILL BE IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER I Have A Special Place In My Heart For Av8er I LOVE THE SLASH & THE CRACK HITLER & THE REE FROSTY IS MY HERO, AUSTIN'S MY BABY'S DADDY, I'M MRS. HYBRID | ||||
I swear it was this big Tussle King | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 10:49 AM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | At a Medium Pace Adam Sandler Put your arms around me baby Can't you see I need you so Hold me close against your skin I'm about to begin Lovin' you Spit on your hand and stroke my cock At a medium pace Play with my balls and tell me How big they are Honey, rub your beaver Up and down my face Sit on the corner of the bed And watch me whack off You see that shampoo bottle Now stick it up my ass Push it in and out At a medium pace Talk about your old boyfriend's dick And how big it was Now shave off my pubes And punch me in the face Whoa darlin' Make me push my dick and balls Back between my legs Call me an ugly woman And take my picture to show All the people you work with Now pull up my scrotum And take the shampoo bottle Out of my ass Pretend I'm the pizza delivery guy And watch me whack off Strap on a dildo And make me give you head Tell me to slow down And do it at a medium pace I feel so humiliated I'm about to blow my load You tell me it's time to make love But now I can't 'Cause I spewed all over myself Then you look into my eyes And you realize How much I enjoy lovin' you I'm so sorry I spunked on my stomach Maybe next time I'll be better at lovin' you ___________________________________________________________________ I'm bigger than the Devil combined with Schindler's list. | ||||
Bloody Anus P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal HYBRID THINKS I'M A GENIUS | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 11:17 AM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jul. 00 | Get Out Of My Head MDFMK Forget what you've been told Conceal the truth you know The phoenix fights desire And you know just what I mean In my cells you're in my soul What you can't touch you'll never hold You ask Beg You plead Get out of my head Get out of my Get out of my Get out of my head Just a little to late Been so long Gotta do a double take I don't remember your face It's all in the words And that way we relate Don't be long don't believe Mind and motion makes me weep Twisting til' I transmutate Reinstate deactivate Colossal information Short-circuit detonation Get out of my head Get out of my Get out of my Get out of my head Sink deep Trip switch is on the blink Divide conquer What you will is what you bring on Emotions light Red comet glare ignite Free fall Against yourself you fight Get out of my head Get out of my head Get out of my head Don't let it go Don't let it go Don't let it go Get out of my head
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IkeaBoy P.L.F. Portugese Liberation Front- Liberating Status' everywhere from the Tyranny of Portugal I will die a traitor's death | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 11:55 AM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Sep. 00 | GOIN' OUT OF MY HEAD Little Anthony and the Imperials (Teddy Randazzo - Bobby Weinstein) Well, I think I'm goin' out of my head Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head Over you, Over you I want you to want me, I need you so badly I can't think of anything but you And I think I'm goin' out of my head Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head Over you, Over you I see you each morning But you just walk past me You don't even know that I exist Goin' out of my head over you Out of my head over you Out of my head day and night Night and day and night, Wrong or right I must think of a way Into your heart There's no reason why My being shy Should keep us apart And I think I'm goin' out of my head Yes, I think I'm goin' out of my head Goin' out of my head over you Out of my head over you Out of my head day and night Night and day and night, Wrong or right Night and day and night Wrong or right, day or night everyday, every, every day "It appears my wee wee has been strucken with rigor mortis." | ||||
Ants in My Pants Billy Prettiest Butterfly in the garden All Blow job poems ©Fez 2002-2003. I'm obsessed with Alkey's penis. | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 12:22 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Apr. 01 | - Prince I remember when I met u, baby U were on you're way to be wed U were such a sexy thing I loved the way you walked The things you said And I was so non-chalant I didn't want you to be mis-led But I've gotta have u, baby I got to have you in my bed And you said "But I just a virgin And I'm on my way to be wed But you're such a hunk So full of spunk, I'll give you Head Til you're burning up Head Til you get enough Head Til you're love is red Head Love you til you're dead U know you're good, girl I think you like to go down U wouldn't have stopped But I, I came on your wedding gown And you said, "I must confess, I wanna get undressed and go to bed." With that I jammed, you fool, U married me instead Now morning, noon, and night I give u Head Til you're burning up Head Til you get enough Head Til you're love is red Head Love you til you're dead Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah Head, Head, Head, oh, Head, oh Head Till you're burning up Head Til you get enough Head Til your love is red Head Love you til you're dead Head, Head, Head (Ooh, baby, no) Head, Head Ooh, Head Head (U said I could) Head Head | ||||
Syndrummer LOOK!! All my "N"s are capitalized!!! | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 1:23 PM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 02 | Fatboy Slim - Going Out Of My Head Going Out Of My Mind(repeat alot) | ||||
Kramden's Delicious Marshall I think Yoda is sexy. | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 6:38 PM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Sep. 01 | "Bullet In the Head" This time the bullet cold rocked ya A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya Said it was blue When ya blood was read That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralised So serene on the screen You was mesmerised Cellular phones soundin' a death tone Corporations cold Turn ya to stone before ya realise They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Run it! Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Check-a, check-a, check it out They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time The sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds No escape from the mass mind rape Play it again jack and then rewind the tape And then play it again and again and again Until ya mind is locked in Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya They say jump and ya say how high Ya brain-dead Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head! Culture Club "Karma Chameleon" Desert loving in your eyes All the way If I listen to your lies would you say I'm a man without conviction I'm a man who doesn't know How to sell a contradiction You come and go You come and go Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Chameleon You come and go You come and go Loving would be easy If your colours were like my dream Red, gold and green Red, gold and green Didn't hear your wicked words Every day And you used to be so sweet I heard you say That my love was an addiction When we cling Our love is strong When you go You're gone forever You string along You string along Every day is like survival You're my lover Not my rival Every day is like survival You're my lover Not my rival I'm a man with conviction I'm a man who doesn't know How to sell a contradiction You come and go You come and go "My style is impetuous, my defense is impregnable, and I'm just ferocious. I want your heart. I want to eat your children." | ||||
Austin The Dark Enforcer/Angry Stoned Pimp G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. New World Order Secret Police Chief Proud Inventor of the "Cream Cheese, Peanut Butter and Jelly" sandwich | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 10:17 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Feb. 01 | Forever after You killed my laughter All I've done Doesn't matter...self CREATE...CREATE...CREATE Head trip drama With your head so in the cloud Never be the same Never forget the pain Head trip drama With your head so in the cloud Never be the same Never forget the pain Stuck in my head Every word you said And all of you is dead CREATE...CREATE...CREATE CREATE - Self-Destruction CREATE - Self-Destruction CREATE - Self-Destruction Head trip drama With your head so in the cloud Never be the same Never forget the pain Head trip drama With your head so in the cloud Never be the same Never forget the pain Head trip drama With your head so in the cloud CREATE - Self-Destruction [repeat] CREATE - Head trip drama CREATE - With your head so in the cloud - Self-Destruction Never be the same - Self-Destruction Have a Question? Or Just wondering why I'm so angry? AIM | E-mail | ||||
HydratedPeach So... how did you get your spiffy new status? Age-Challenged Sexual Tension Relief Worker | posted on 04-23-2002 @ 10:47 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jul. 01 | I was stressed, but you're freestyle. I'm overworked but I'm undersexed. I must be made of concrete. I signed my name across your chest. Give out the same old answers, I trot them them out for the relatives. I'm untried and tested, I use the ones that I love the best. Like an animal you're moving over me... Like an animal you're moving over me... When did I get perverted, I can't remember your name. I'm growing introverted, You touch my hand but it's not the same. This was so unexpected, I never thought I'd get caught. Play boomerang with your demons, Shoot to kill and you'll pop them off (bang bang). Like an animal you're moving over me... Like an animal you're moving over me... You should be sleeping my love. Tell me what you're dreaming of. You should be sleeping my love. Tell me what you're dreaming of. You should be sleeping my lover, Tell me what you're dreaming of. You should be sleeping my lover, Tell me what you're dreaming of. I knew you were mine for the taking... I knew you were mine for the taking... Knew you were mine taking when I walked in the room. I knew you were mine for the taking... I knew you were mine for the taking... Your eyes light up when I walk in the room. A hammering in my head don't stop in the bullet train, From Tokyo to Los Angeles. I'm leaving you behind. A flash in the pan. A storm in a teacup. A needle in a haystack. A prize for the winning, A dead for the raising, A catch for the chasing, A jewel for the choosing, A man for the making, in this blistering heat. Sweat it all out... Sweat it all out... With your bedroom eyes and your baby pout. Sweat it all out... In our electric storms and our shifting sands, and our candy jars and our sticky hands. Sweat it all out... Sweat it all out... Sweat it all out... Sweat it all out... Sweat it all out... Sweat it all out... Don't forget what I wrote you then, And don't forget what I told you then, And don't forget that I meant it when, And don't forget your vent to win. So hammering in my head don't stop, In the bullet train from Tokyo to Los Angeles. WE'RE ARTISTS TOO! | ||||
I swear it was this big Tussle King | posted on 04-24-2002 @ 9:09 AM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | Rotting Head A quivering pile of useless flesh, locked in a padded cell Hidden of the prying eyes of curiosity Experimental surgery made him what he is today His head is rotting but his body lives on as a worthless vegetable Unknown to mankind, the incredible power of his mind Hideous heredity, genetic imbalance, resorting to cannibalism A feast begins as the patients skull is cracked open like a walnut Brains devoured in a frenzied slaughter, thirst for gore nothing more Bile is dripping, puss from wounds, as the coroner drinks it down The sights before your eyes you can't describe A trip through this living hell will rot away your skull Genital lasceration, anal asphyxiation Blockage of bowel passage, defication, hemmorage Cadaverous mutalation, metamorphial radiation Devourance of arteries, decapitated extremeties Cranial excavation, cerebral liquidation Brain turned to soup, ears are dripping goop Slimy, cozing, dripping puss, torn out Fingernails starting to fuss Shredded cartilage victim lies, eyes sockets, but no eyes Miles of intestines strewn all about, facial features strickened with gout Hanging bodies dripping with blood, the blackned fluid sinks in the mud Solo-Bob Solo-Jack A quivering pile of useless flesh, locked in a padded cell ___________________________________________________________________ I'm bigger than the Devil combined with Schindler's list. | ||||
Oyster | posted on 04-29-2002 @ 1:13 PM | ||||
Psychopath Registered: Jul. 00 | Foreigner Head Games Dayllight, alright I don't know, I don't know if it's real Been a long night and something ain't right You won't show, you won't show how you feel No time ever seems right To talk about the reasons why you and I fight It's high time to draw the line Put an end to this game before it's too late Head games-it's you and me baby Head games-I can't take it anymore Head games I don't wanna play no head games I daydream for hours it seems I keep thinkin' of you, yeah, thinkin' of you These daydreams, what do they mean They keep haunting me, are they warning me Daylight turns into night We try and find the answer but it's nowhere in sight It's always the same and you know who's to blame You know what i"m sayin', still we keep on playin' Head games-that's all I get from you Head games-I can't take it anymore Head games Don't wanna play no head games So near, so far away We pass each other by 'cause we don't know what to say It's so clear, I'm sorry to say If you wanna win you gotta learn how to play Head games-always you and me, baby Head games-I can't take it anymore Head games-instead of makin' love Head games Head games-always you and me, baby Head games-'til I can't take it anymore No more head games-instead of makin' love, we play Head games Head games Thomas | ||||
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