a thread with a differance
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Susie
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http://members.verizon.net/vze47msr/Sig-n-Roy.gif take a look at this the guy who got attacked by the tiger on stage terrible thing that 
cedarbreed
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Can someone explain to me the difference between Astoria, Astoria 2 and Mean Fiddler, they seem to be very linked
Thortyir
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In fact it's the same place... There are 2 " Astoria" halls (big and small) and a club in the basement, the mean fiddler...
Anyway, I've lost 5 times in arrow against France at ISS Pro evolution 3 ...
Anyway, I've lost 5 times in arrow against France at ISS Pro evolution 3 ...
Dhatura
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elzka
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sol83 said:and hair. i'm letting them grow again and i look something between liam gallagher and harry potter these days. it's just appauling.
really? interesting...hmmm..you have a magic wand like harry?
Thortyir
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cedarbreed
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Thortyir said:In fact it's the same place... There are 2 " Astoria" halls (big and small) and a club in the basement, the mean fiddler...
Anyway, I've lost 5 times in arrow against France at ISS Pro evolution 3 ...
Ok so Astoria is big, Astoria 2 is small and mean fiddler is tiny ?
I'm gonna see LOA in the Astoria and Anathema is playing the Mean Fiddler, right ?
elzka
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sol83 said:yeah. with me round glasses and all. i'm gonna go chick hunting now, hoho.
can you show me how to put a spell on someone? or just any magic at all...
elzka
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Susie
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Life Of Agony Monday lyrics
(Street sounds; door opens; sound of television, crying baby and mother in
the kitchen)
MOTHER: Yeah, sure, now you walk in! You walk in now, four o'clock! You're
one hour late for dinner! You know, the school called me today and told me
you'd been playing hooky. Do you know that? Who do you think you are?
Don't walk away from me! Don't walk away from me!
(Door opens and closes; Mother's voice muffled; Kid takes off coat,
rewinds tape on answering machine.)
GIRLFRIEND: Hi. It's me. I just wanted to tell you that, I don't know if
you know this, but we haven't really been gettin' along lately. And, I
just don't feel the same anymore. And, I hope we can still be friends and
all, but I don't wanna go out with you anymore. Sorry.
(Long silence; Beep)
Life Of Agony Thursday lyrics
(Street sounds; door opens; sounds of television, baby crying and Mother
in the kitchen)
MOTHER: Eh, back so soon? You know, don't you have a decent pair of pants
you can put on? You look like a...a PIG walking in the street! Your hands,
your face-filthy! You disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house!
You repulse me. I want to throw up! (Phone rings) Goddamn kids!
(Door opens and closes)
MOTHER: Right! Slam the door again on me! You know, you're just like your
father! (Voice becomes muffled; sound of answering machine tape rewinding)
BOSS: Yeah, I'm callin' 'em now...Hello? Hello? Pick up the phone! Where
the fuck are you? What's the matter, you just decided not to come to work
today? What the fuck is wrong with you? Ya fuckin' lowlife! Hey, you know
what? Don't even bother coming in anymore. I've had enough with you and
your shit. That's it, you're fired. You understand me? Fired. Don't come
back here, fuck you, and goodbye. (Silence on machine; sound of cigarette
lighter; beep)
MRS. GLICKER: Hello, this is Mrs. Glicker. I'm calling to reach you about,
to let you know, that, uh, you, you're not graduating this year because
you are failing two subjects and I need to see you as soon as possible. Be
in my office on Monday at 8:30 a.m., promptly, and we'll discuss this
matter further. Thank you. Bye. (Phone hangs up; silence; beep; shuts off machine)
Life Of Agony Friday lyrics
(Street sounds; Door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying and television)
MOTHER: That's right! That's all you do, just sit in front of the TV!
FATHER: Hey, don't break my balls, shut up already!
MOTHER: You're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours...
FATHER: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your SHIT! (Sound of glass breaking)
MOTHER: What do you fuckin' think you're doing? What are you doing?!
FATHER: How do you like that?!
MOTHER: What do you think you're doing?
FATHER: How do you like that?!
MOTHER: You fucking animal!
FATHER: I told you to shut the hell up!
MOTHER: Don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out!
FATHER: Get the fuck outta here!
MOTHER: I can't stand this! You and your lousy fucking kids!
FATHER: Hey, how do you like that you bitch? (More glass breaking)
MOTHER: Don't you destroy my kitchen!
FATHER: Hey, I'll destroy your world!
MOTHER: FUCK YOU! You PIECE OF SHIT! Now get out of here you pig!
FATHER: Yeah, get outta here...you!
MOTHER: You and your fucking loser son! (Door slams) I'm outta here! I'm
not dealing with nothing anymore! You piece of shit! I WANT OUT! I WANT OUT!
(Kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo)
MOTHER: Get outta here! Get outta here! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!
(Sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on)
MOTHER: I want you outta here! Right this minute! I gotta use the
bathroom! Whatta you doin' in there?! You goin' through my makeup? It's my
bathroom, I gotta use it! Don't touch my tampons! It's my bathroom, I work
hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want!
(Sound of Kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain)
MOTHER: It's my bathroom!
(Sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens)
MOTHER: Oh, oh, OH MY GOD! OH JESUS CHRIST! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! OOOOH MYYYY GOOOOD!!!!
(Dripping continues)
(Street sounds; door opens; sound of television, crying baby and mother in
the kitchen)
MOTHER: Yeah, sure, now you walk in! You walk in now, four o'clock! You're
one hour late for dinner! You know, the school called me today and told me
you'd been playing hooky. Do you know that? Who do you think you are?
Don't walk away from me! Don't walk away from me!
(Door opens and closes; Mother's voice muffled; Kid takes off coat,
rewinds tape on answering machine.)
GIRLFRIEND: Hi. It's me. I just wanted to tell you that, I don't know if
you know this, but we haven't really been gettin' along lately. And, I
just don't feel the same anymore. And, I hope we can still be friends and
all, but I don't wanna go out with you anymore. Sorry.
(Long silence; Beep)
Life Of Agony Thursday lyrics
(Street sounds; door opens; sounds of television, baby crying and Mother
in the kitchen)
MOTHER: Eh, back so soon? You know, don't you have a decent pair of pants
you can put on? You look like a...a PIG walking in the street! Your hands,
your face-filthy! You disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house!
You repulse me. I want to throw up! (Phone rings) Goddamn kids!
(Door opens and closes)
MOTHER: Right! Slam the door again on me! You know, you're just like your
father! (Voice becomes muffled; sound of answering machine tape rewinding)
BOSS: Yeah, I'm callin' 'em now...Hello? Hello? Pick up the phone! Where
the fuck are you? What's the matter, you just decided not to come to work
today? What the fuck is wrong with you? Ya fuckin' lowlife! Hey, you know
what? Don't even bother coming in anymore. I've had enough with you and
your shit. That's it, you're fired. You understand me? Fired. Don't come
back here, fuck you, and goodbye. (Silence on machine; sound of cigarette
lighter; beep)
MRS. GLICKER: Hello, this is Mrs. Glicker. I'm calling to reach you about,
to let you know, that, uh, you, you're not graduating this year because
you are failing two subjects and I need to see you as soon as possible. Be
in my office on Monday at 8:30 a.m., promptly, and we'll discuss this
matter further. Thank you. Bye. (Phone hangs up; silence; beep; shuts off machine)
Life Of Agony Friday lyrics
(Street sounds; Door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying and television)
MOTHER: That's right! That's all you do, just sit in front of the TV!
FATHER: Hey, don't break my balls, shut up already!
MOTHER: You're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours...
FATHER: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your SHIT! (Sound of glass breaking)
MOTHER: What do you fuckin' think you're doing? What are you doing?!
FATHER: How do you like that?!
MOTHER: What do you think you're doing?
FATHER: How do you like that?!
MOTHER: You fucking animal!
FATHER: I told you to shut the hell up!
MOTHER: Don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out!
FATHER: Get the fuck outta here!
MOTHER: I can't stand this! You and your lousy fucking kids!
FATHER: Hey, how do you like that you bitch? (More glass breaking)
MOTHER: Don't you destroy my kitchen!
FATHER: Hey, I'll destroy your world!
MOTHER: FUCK YOU! You PIECE OF SHIT! Now get out of here you pig!
FATHER: Yeah, get outta here...you!
MOTHER: You and your fucking loser son! (Door slams) I'm outta here! I'm
not dealing with nothing anymore! You piece of shit! I WANT OUT! I WANT OUT!
(Kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo)
MOTHER: Get outta here! Get outta here! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!
(Sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on)
MOTHER: I want you outta here! Right this minute! I gotta use the
bathroom! Whatta you doin' in there?! You goin' through my makeup? It's my
bathroom, I gotta use it! Don't touch my tampons! It's my bathroom, I work
hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want!
(Sound of Kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain)
MOTHER: It's my bathroom!
(Sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens)
MOTHER: Oh, oh, OH MY GOD! OH JESUS CHRIST! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! OOOOH MYYYY GOOOOD!!!!
(Dripping continues)
