Aight fuckers

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sup fool. hey i lost the last PM you sent in the big server move, hope you didn't profess your gaymanlove for me finally.

ps: if you don't know this dude, you don't know RC. :Spin:
 
KINGNADISTEHROXOXX)ORXZ said:
thats a weird lookin pecker you have there!

nad, u kno i heart u!!
so im a relic now???? :pissedoffangrywithmanlove:
i was about to ask why you don't use your real account but i see it has been deleted. WTF HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LEARN ABOUT GENESIS NOW.
 
E-bortion said:
no, seriously, who the fuck is this guy

i dont liek teh cut of ur jib, young man.


nad, if u want 2 kno about genesis, read the bible. its what its for. got me?
 
i've been a TON fan for years, just have been really into them lately. hence i'm flying the coloUrs. :kickass:

i always forget how much i love them, will not listen for like 2 years and then spend 2 weeks listening to them and nothing but. sorta like pink floyd.

HEY go check out the new sunn O))) album fux0r, it's really good.
 
Devil without cause, and I'm back
with the Beaver hat and Ben Davis slacks
30-pack of Stroh's, 30-pack of hoes
No rogaine in the propane flows
Chosen one, I'm the living proof
With the gift of gab from the city of truth
I jabbed and stabbed and knocked critics back
And I did not stutter
when I said that I'm goin platinum...sellin rhymes
I went platinum..seven times
And still they ill they wanna see us fry
I guess because of only God knows why..why..why

Ohhhhh..they call me cowboy, I'm the singer in black
Throw a finger in the air, let me see where you're at
and Say HEY HEY
Let me hear where you're at and Say HEY HEY
I'm giving back so Say HEY HEY
Show me some metal and Say HEY HEY HEY HEY
 
lolz bwP. and yeah it is.

OUTED.

although like 15 of the posts are mine. we gayshared that account for a stint.
 
bwp ,u r makes us enlitend

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The rest of us, not chosen for enlightenment, left on the outside of Earth, at the mercy of a Gravity we have only begun to learn how to detect and measure, must go on blundering inside our front-brain faith in Kute Korrespondences, hoping that for each psi-synthetic taken from Earth's soul there is a molecule, secular, more or less ordinary and named, over here -- kicking endlessly among the plastic trivia, finding in each Deeper Significance and trying to string them all together like terms of a power series hoping to zero in on the tremendous and secret Function whose name, like the permuted names of God, cannot be spoken...