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Post by "Scotty Flamingo" on Dec 9, 2008 21:44:08 GMT -5
title: Justin Tyger creamed his pants...
My martyr Saint Christopher will not heave my plight across the land of the forgiven. Why do you not prevail through the shadows? I stared into the eyes of Jesus Christ and he denied me the passage to thy ol’ holy heaven....
Little has he realized that all he has done is allow me to create new angels…for I am the Anti-Christ…I am the Anti-Christ...
...pondering to all that has meaning in life...
Blood dripped horrors fall from the heavens... ...Raven walks through the darkness, for evil has just not one home.
This is bits and pieces from the first first paragraphs. I really did this to please Kammath and Justath
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Post by "Scotty Flamingo" on Dec 9, 2008 21:49:47 GMT -5
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Kammy
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What Kammy Wants Kammy Gets!
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Post by Kammy on Dec 9, 2008 22:22:38 GMT -5
I love my hubby.
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The Roy
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Post by The Roy on Dec 11, 2008 0:12:11 GMT -5
A preview from the competition..
"Shhh…I will talk, you will listen. Three years ago, I came to this merging of criminal misfits, trying to voice my opinion. I told a group similar to your own all my hopes and dreams. The advice I was given was to dream smaller. Dream smaller…Lower my expectations of the world. As if they could go any lower. As if everyone outside of these walls were exactly the same as us confined in them. I came here when I was most vulnerable, ready to give up on humanity. I remember the walk here so clearly. Deep in thought… I walked past a group of what society demands a call “African Americans” huddled out on their front porch in what could only most accurately be described as the projects. Sure seemed that way. Houses boarded up, doors clinging by one hinge, bare foot children running up and down the side walks with bikes. Snot pouring from their nostrils. They seemed so happy. They didn’t know how bad things really were."
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