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[Mar. 17th, 2010|02:23 am] |
WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS GOING ON!?
I'M SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD. WHY THE FUCK AM I NOT DEAD?! AND WHY THE FUCK IS THIS FUCKING CAT FOLLOWING ME?! |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|09:30 am] |
Nonononono... stay away, STAY AWAY! They are all trying to kill me... You... YOU are all trying to kill me! |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|02:01 pm] |
1st Lieutenant, Lyle Bennet, reporting for duty. I am looking for the nearest Schutzstaffel (SS) outpost. I have important information and must know the location of mein Fuhrer immediately. It's sensitive information. For his eyes only.
I have discovered a new weapon that he should know about. It could very well change the tides of war for the better. So.. I need to know where he is and set up a meeting. As soon as possible, please. Anyone who who aids me in this will be generously by rewarded by the Party. I'd also like to speak with a representative of an agency or government that is adamantly opposed to him; he will never fall, fools! The 3rd Reich will live forever! Heil Hitler. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|09:14 pm] |
The apple now is sweet
Oh much sweeter than it ought to be
Another little bite
I don't think there is much hope for me
The sweat beneath her brow
Travels all the way
An' headin' south
This bleedin' heart's cryin'
Cause there's no way out
Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
Dance until you can't dance no more, people. Then dance a little more. Heh heh. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2010|10:47 pm] |
Sure is a shame, all the trouble Pearson Investigations has been having lately. Those howling ghosts, bad for business.
On a completely unrelated note, does anyone know of a year-round Halloween supplies store? |
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