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Thinking about Gabbard in general, my animal instinct is to flatten my ears against my head, roll my eyes up till the whites show, bare my teeth, and trill like a cicada stuck in a Commodore 64.

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Prayers of the Faithful to The City

Started by Sister Fracture, May 14, 2011, 08:56:36 AM

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Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: Anna Mae Bollocks on April 09, 2012, 07:12:42 AM
Which letters were these?

It was the letter-writing campaign in which PD trolled Mr. Language into falling in love with me.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."