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| Mar 12th, 2004 10:50 PM | ||
| Emu |
Mr. Adventure is undoubtedly the funniest person on this board. 
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| Mar 11th, 2004 04:14 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
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It's leaves are green I want that black dick To reach up to my spleen Roses are red Dandelions are yellow Don't worry Cosmo I will share my black fellow |
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| Mar 11th, 2004 03:45 PM | ||
| Big McLargehuge |
THANKS FOR THE SIG MAN 
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| Mar 11th, 2004 12:12 PM | ||
| Anonymous |
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| Mar 11th, 2004 10:36 AM | ||
| MrAdventure |
here im making stanzas for everyone in thsi thread i made one for bigsomething eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat eat i admitted to being fat on the internet here is doles birtain britain britain it's pretty great this one time i recommended the band idle race heres kellychaos stupid words trying to be cool hey where are you going can i come too here's yours cosmo dicks are dick joke dicks are dick joke do you like a dick joke dick in your dick joke pretty cool if anyone else watns one just drop a PM you know you can reach me just check the icons at the bottom of my post okay later! |
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| Mar 10th, 2004 02:55 PM | ||
| Big McLargehuge |
YOU LIKE TO HAVE SEX WITH BLACK GUYS Hey cosmo, you aren't ever funny sry
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| Mar 10th, 2004 01:30 PM | ||
| Cosmo Electrolux |
Roses are red violets are black you like a black guys dick in your crack |
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| Feb 11th, 2004 03:52 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
Roses are red Violets are blue Yes, I may suck, But you suck too. 
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| Feb 9th, 2004 09:33 PM | ||
| Big McLargehuge |
You really suck
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| Feb 9th, 2004 05:31 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
Roses are red Violets are blue I didn't mean to hurt you Now clean up my goo |
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| Feb 9th, 2004 12:19 PM | ||
| Big McLargehuge |
They have hallmark cards about wanting to kill yourself
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| Feb 9th, 2004 06:32 AM | ||
| Dole | There is a career waiting for you at Hallmark. | |
| Feb 8th, 2004 11:53 PM | ||
| Big McLargehuge |
The finest stanza I have ever composed Here a razor sat on edge A hair’s breadth from tragedy As response I composed a little ditty Some sort of elegy |
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