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Channeling Iason
« on: September 01, 2009, 05:00:06 pm »
Ever have the urge to do or say something horrible?  It's not you, it's the influence of Iason being worked on you from afar.  Post your tales of horror here.


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Re: Channeling Iason
« Reply #1 on: September 01, 2009, 05:03:44 pm »


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Re: Channeling Iason
« Reply #2 on: September 01, 2009, 05:17:04 pm »
Well spoken  :lulz:
Anyone ever think about how Richter inhabits the same reality as you and just scream and scream and scream, but in a good way?   :lulz:

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Re: Channeling Iason
« Reply #3 on: September 01, 2009, 08:43:02 pm »
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Re: Channeling Iason
« Reply #4 on: September 02, 2009, 09:54:35 pm »
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