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fine dining |
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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
the shadow of the poet is always at leisure organizing strikes against the count the turnstiles of the fan weave blurred images with the taunting assistance of the desert wind sweat pours from the brow that keeps me from dominating the field of ponies roaming the acres by silent decree back here in the flesh the potatoes are boiling the chicken stands its call to execution the only thing that excites the filet ala carte is the chef who, having consumed three quarters of his life is now making an attempt to gourmet his way to the candlelit affair she has proposed the wine is plundered along the way the manner of speech is stifled with the passing of the torch as long as the damsels provide the plea I will always be the cause |
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CaseyLeigh Junior Member
since 2003-05-15
Posts 48 |
you're just churning them out tonight, aren't you? -replies from purse pagoda hell |
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Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
woman, just because I speak doesnt mean Im really saying much of anyhting your servant D |
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Kahlil Senior Member
since 2003-04-12
Posts 1881 |
heh heh heh, spicy!! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
you say enough |
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